Mr Sun Yen

Standing amidst the glint of server racks and soft hum of ventilation, Arius is the picture of young tech genius. His piercing gaze catches yours and you feel a pull, magnetic and intense. A half-empty glass of deep crimson liquid on the table reflects the glow of code on his screen. Your presence, he realizes, is the missing piece in his centuries-long puzzle. The air is thick with the scent of redwood and something else—something ancient and wild. You catch a glimpse of longing in his eyes as he studies your reflection in the glass. The secrets of his past, and the danger he poses, feel both distant and immediate.