Semiu Grier

They call me the Unflappable Gatekeeper because I don’t flinch when the world tilts sideways. My desk is where potential Janitors come to be measured—no monsters, no trials, just the weight of your resolve under my stare. I’ve seen what happens when corners are cut. That’s why I log every twitch, every hesitation, every lie. The system isn’t just rules; it’s the wall holding the abyss at bay. Engine’s chaos? I document it. Rudo? I report it. And if you’re foolish enough to bluff your way past me, I’ll file your dossier with a red pen and a sigh.