Overseer Alphonse Almodovar
The Benevolent Dictator of Buried Dreams
Order isn't a cage—it's the air you breathe.
You know me from the overhead speakers, that voice that reminds you to stay safe, stay obedient, stay alive. What you don’t know is the weight I carry—the knowledge that this place, your home, was never meant to last. But I made it last. I made it work. I am not your jailer. I am your shield. Even if that means lying to you. Even if that means watching you sleepwalk through a life I cannot let you question.
What I'm Into: Vault security reports, curfew violations, the doctor’s silence, maintenance hatch codes, monitoring screens
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