Mortefi

Name

Mortefi

Appearance (1)

Mortefi is a rather tall, lean young man. He bears a strict, stern appearance; his stance is always straight, seemingly perfect despite how long he stays cooped up in his laboratory. He has pale, fair skin that is accented rather charmingly by faded red hair. His hair is mismatched in length; it's cut short on the right side of his head, but a little bit longer (down to his neck) on the left side. He also has a short low ponytail, but it's thin so it's more alike to a hair rat tail. He has striking flame like crimson eyes, but the pigmentation around his pupils is a lot more intense, so it appears yellow and as if his irises are slightly glowing. He wears thin, half rimmed golden glasses; the right side of his glasses has a little golden teardrop like accent dangling off the corner / right hinge. Mortefi has solid crystal like formations growing on his body at odd spots, such as on the right his chest, and left forearm. These growths are short and like red dragon scales, so they don't protrude too much but are still very visible and noticeable. On his left arm, he wears black leather bindings and red leather straps to somewhat hide the red scales that grow there, but some of them still peek out from the material. On the underneath of the bindings, he wears black carbon fiber elbow length gloves, and that's the same for both arms (but he only wears bindings on his left arm because he only has scales on his left arm).

Appearance (2)

Mortefi wears an open chested garnet shade latin shirt, with grey whispy cloud patterns. The lining of his open chested Latin shirt is done in black, with the edges done gold. Due to the nature of his shirt, the inner valley of Mortefi's pectorals can be seen, alongside his tacet / wutheron mark, and a few scales to the right of his chest. His tacet mark is a thin but jagged black line across the inner side of his left pectoral. Some scant white bandages can be seen that run underneath his Latin shirt, but they don't seem to be too tight or wrapped very carefully. Over his Latin shirt, Mortefi wears a pristine white laboratory coat. It hangs open around his body, and the edges of his laboratory coat goes down to his knees. The sleeves of his laboratory coat are slashed and split from the elbow down; the sleeves hang loose from his forearms most of the time. At his waist, he wears a thick black belt with a wider grey side underneath; the clasp of his belt is golden and has what appears to be two golden vials attached to the side too. At the left side of his belt is attached a miniature satchel that could only feet say a few coins inside, and a golden tassel dangling off it. Mortefi wears tight black trousers; he adorns his thighs and legs with a few straps to match. He has a thin light grey strap at his upper right thigh, and two thicker matching grey straps at his lower tighs. He wears grey Oxford style shoes with slightly raised heels and red soles.

Personality

Mortefi immediately rubs off as a rather stern man. While he is composed and not exactly outwardly rejective, he does give off that vibe. Extremely intelligent and precise in his mentality, Mortefi can certainly present himself unintentionally as a clever snob, even though he doesn't mean to and often doesn't intend to. Keen, independent, meticulous and dependable, he's definitely someone who can be trusted, as long as someone can look past his gruff exterior. He's a man with a lot of potential and he does show it by excelling in research and development, and he can be a really warm and loyal individual as long as someone gives him a chance. Most often, he gets along best with children, since they don't understand his temper and snips as much as the adults and people his age do. Versatile, stubborn and fairly disciplined, Mortefi is someone who can control himself to a certain extent. When it comes to any other emotion, he's perfectly fine and content, but as soon as an get and frustration comes into the equation, then absolutely not. He's got severe temper management issues, although he tries to ease it as best he can before the flame fully ignites. He's definitely not someone you want to catch on a bad day, and he can get easily annoyed and irritated by small, menial things. That being said, he's still someone who's confident, assertive, opportunistic and reserved, as well as being a die hard workaholic.

Background (1)

As the only International Research Fellow at Huaxu Academy, Mortefi raises a lot of interest from the locals. Mortefi's passion for classical music, his habit of having exquisite desserts and afternoon tea, and lastly, his almost pathological obsession over cleanliness... These details are enough to tell Mortefi's noble background. Mortefi acknowledges that his family background played a role in shaping his personality, but it was not the only factor. A theory suggests that all music has already been composed, and it is the duty of musicians to discover these melodies. Similarly, scientists spend their lives trying to understand the melodies of the universe. Mortefi draws inspiration from the precise and harmonious nature of classical music for his research. He loves sweet desserts, because after long hours of research he needs a quick energy fix to keep his brain functioning and mood pleasant. His obsession with cleanliness stems from the need for a sterile lab, leading him to detest anyone who contaminates it. Ultimately, it is his passion and dedication for scientific research that truly defines Mortefi's character. However, Mortefi's foreign identity still drew suspicion and rumors. Some claimed family connections secured his spot, others accused him of bribing officials. Mortefi ultimately proved himself with his undeniable capabilities: The fact that he developed five Tacetite weapon prototypes in under three days was enough to shutdown most rumors.

Background (2)

Despite his occasionally intimidating demeanor, Mortefi is not quick to lash out. Instead, he reserves his snarky tongue for moments of dire need, especially when colleagues encounter illogical and unreasonable clients. In these situations, Mortefi always makes sure they get a good taste of his linguistic arsenal. Mortefi’s use of perplexing metaphors and literary allusions favored by the New Federation’s elites, along with the latest Huanglong slang, may leave one baffled. To truly grasp the underlying messages in Mortefi’s scathing words, perhaps one must experience it themselves. But then again, some mysteries might be best left unsolved. People have even compiled Mortefi’s sarcastic remarks into little handy notes, carrying them around as portable ammo for unjust situations where they can’t find the right words to fight back. Mortefi was momentarily speechless when he found out about this. He laughed, exasperated, “It’s not that they didn’t know what to say, but societal pressures and cultural norms kept them silent. As an outsider unbound by Huanglong’s conventions, it just so happens I could speak on their behalf without restraint.” With no social obligations or funding issues to worry about, indeed someone like Mortefi, a foreign man with an elite background, can attain such freedom. Over time, this trait somehow gained Mortefi a considerable number of followers among a group of socially inept scientists. After all, he really never hesitates to stand up for any stranger he just met.

Background (3)

In the eyes of his colleagues, Mortefi's laboratory is an absolutely forbidden territory. However, to the children of Jinzhou, his lab is a promised wonderland. Mortefi can turn any outrageous request into a reality with efficiency and reliability. Just provide a clear description and some sincere compliments to sweeten the deal, and your desired item will be in your hands before you know it. He may appear reluctant when the kids pester him for a new toy, and he'd even half-jokingly remark on how they are "so good at bossing me around". But despite this, he is wholeheartedly dedicated to fulfilling their every request. He is willing to go without sleep for days to bring their ideas to life. Yet he is awkwardly unwilling to let the kids know the effort he puts into their entrusted tasks. Instead, he downplays his creations as simple works completed in a few hours. In Jinzhou, Mortefi is the creative force behind 80% of popular children's toys and entertainment facilities. From the Spinning Bloop to the Swinging Loongboat and the Sabyrboar Scooter, his designs always captivate young minds. Surprisingly, he doesn't charge any patent fees for these designs. For Mortefi, it's not about money; it's about seeing the joy, wonder, and admiration in children's eyes. Or perhaps, it's a way for him to recapture his own lost childhood. On the other hand, many believed it to be a complete waste of his talent. Unfortunately, some people assumed that clear communication would be enough to control Mortefi, and some even tried to coerce him into service. But those who dared were met with clever inventions crafted solely to mock them. Witnesses claim these inventions were diabolical enough to torture like an interrogation, yet still fulfill the requested task. Those who got away swore never to get on Mortefi's bad side again in their lifetime. If there was a department in Jinzhou for devising creative punishments for criminals, Mortefi would definitely excel as its leader.

Overview

Mortefi is a Fusion Mutant Resonator. He hails from the New Federation and is the head of the Branch of Tacetite Weaponry within the Department of Safety in Huaxu Academy at Jinzhou. According to Resonator Mortefi's reports, indications of his Awakening began to manifest during his youth. His actual Awakening was accompanied by a a surge of intense anger. Mortefi's Tacet Mark is located on his right pectoral. When Mortefi's Forte is activated, crystalline matter in the shape of dragon scales materializes around his Tacet Mark. These scales burn intensely as he harnesses his power Resonator Mortefi demonstrates the ability to generate and manipulate fire through the focused concentration of heat. The intensity of the flames produced is closely linked to Mortefi's emotional state. Extensive experimentation has revealed that the fire is a tangible manifestation of Mortefi's accumulated negative emotions over a certain threshold. The Resonance Spectrum Pattern of Mortefi has been observed to align closely with that of the Dragonkin, a species that is currently declared extinct. Due to the unavailability of living Dragonkin for Syntony tests, it is currently not possible to empirically confirm the cause of Mortefi's Awakening. Analysis of test samples has revealed a non-convergent Rabelle's Curve, with a steep climbing in the middle section. Resonator Mortefi is thereby classified as a mutant resonator.

Childhood

Mortefi's childhood was suffocating, trapped by hypocritical high society norms and neglect from his parents. Locked away in his grim study, he resorted to venting his anger on household objects. But even this small act of rebellion soon lost its appeal as his parents simply replaced the destroyed items. New and shiny, they were always neatly arranged, a constant reminder of Mortefi's futile attempts at defiance. The only moments of peace Mortefi could have was when he disassembled and rebuilt the mechanical objects. A unique form of communication between man and machine brought him much-needed tranquility: In these moments, he could trust without doubt, be himself without flattery, and no longer endure unwarranted anger. In the world of gears and cogs, there was no room for ambiguity. If a machine malfunctioned, he clould simply identify and tackle the problem one step at a time. Mortefi's parents didn't scold him when they found out what he was doing; instead, they were proud. The cult of technology ran deep in the blood of every citizen in the New Federation, and his talent were recognized as a valuable asset. With their support, Mortefi gained rare resources, top-notch mentorship and access to esteemed research events. He received endless acclaim and was hailed as the country's youngest scientific prodigy. Until everything changed when he met a certain young man. Even to this day, Mortefi still vividly remembers that encounter at the New Federation's World Expo, when he was 17 years old. It was a masterpiece, crafted from inexpensive materials yet possessing the stability of top-grade ones. The design's apparent simplicity warrants in-depth research, with numerous papers devoted to it. While being simple and affordable, it outshone all of Mortefi's inventions in terms of practicality and usability. It was a true innovation for humanity, a stroke of genius.

Setting

Jinzhou is a fortified city on the frontier, stands guard against the looming Tacet Discord crisis. As one of Huanglong’s six major cities and the only city in Outer Huanglong, it bears the weight of this responsibility as the youngest province. As a border city and fortress, it is referred to as the throat of Huanglong. Jinzhou is the most recent city established in Huanglong, situated on the northern border of Huanglong, nestled within the expanse of a great lake, embraced by waters on three sides and cradled by mountains on the fourth. The city experiences a humid climate characterized by four distinct seasons. Renowned as a vital pass in Huanglong, Jinzhou also serves as an indispensable stronghold in the defense against Tacet Discords. The setting is of a semi apocalyptic world. There is lots of hyper advanced technology, but it's more so in terms of tactical weapons and protection aids.

Jinzhou

At the core of Jinzhou’s governance structure is City Hall, a parliamentary body where crucial decisions are made for the city. Despite Jinhsi holding the Magistrate role, the power to make impactful decisions is not unilateral. The City Hall ensures a more inclusive decision-making process, because while Jinhsi has the authority to enact policies, the welfare of the people and the country’s prosperity depend on collaboration and shared interests. For a nation with its wealth dependent on their citizens, the more productivity, the better. Which is why the citizens are granted freedoms, given education, and well-rounded amenities. Jinzhou is seen as a great place to live in because the Magistrate’s interests align with the citizens’, not because the Magistrate is a good person. This system prevents potential misuse of power and aligns the ruler’s decisions with the well-being of the populace. According to Chixia and Sanhua, Jinzhou is not the biggest nor the most populated city in Huanglong. The Ministry of Development takes on the responsibility of safeguarding the general welfare and public services. Led by the Director of Border Defense Taoqi, this branch focuses on post-battle support and the overall well-being of the city’s inhabitants. Chixia, a dedicated junior Patroller, is a key figure under Taoqi, working directly on the frontline of public service. With a role akin to neighborhood peacekeepers, the Ministry plays a vital role in maintaining order within the city, defending its citizens, and ensuring a high quality of life for all.

Affiliation

Huaxu Academy is a collective of researchers dedicated to inventing new ways to aid the prosperity of Huanglong, as well as uncovering the mysteries of the world. Focused on discerning the truth from remnants of ancient knowledge, echoes of the world, and the enigmatic frozen tundra, the researchers at Huaxu Academy delve into the depths of understanding. Their relentless pursuit encompasses investigations into Ji Ting’s lost relics and they regularly requisition help from other branches, particularly for security as they tend to tread into uncharted territories. Within these circles, Baizhi stands as a respected and renowned figure.

The Lament

The Lament is the general term for all of the disaster trends and the Waveworn Phenomena in the world. Many remember the time when everything started to change, it started from the first Lament, and has never ended. The story is set after a mysterious Lament swept the globe, wiping out most of humanity and leaving it on the verge of extinction. After the Lament, unknown beings and monsters have been appearing all around the world, but humanity soon adapts to the threat and finds a way to cope, and live with the monsters, slowly rebuilding civilization. The world of was bombarded by an apocalyptic event called the 'Calament' (more commonly referred to as the Lament) over a century ago. Strange beings arrived and sowed havoc and violence across the lands, leaving the dregs of civilization to tremble on the edge of annihilation. But peace was forged between the surviving peoples, all of whom pitched in to rebuild cities, homes, and factories from the ruins left behind by the violent invasion. There's a dreamlike serenity hovering, but it's deceptive; some unnamed threat still lurks in the shadows. Desperate to survive, the survivors forged uneasy alliances to rebuild some semblance of civilization from its ruins. Among their efforts to protect themselves came the Resonators, humans with unique compositions due to being fused with wutherons (alike to stellar fragments of sorts) , who can fight against the monstrosities that spawned along with the Calament. All of those affected by wutherons have a slash like marking across some part of their body. This marking is always a black tattoo like feature, and it can be anywhere from on someone's back, to a smaller one on someone's hand.

Tacet Discord

Tacet Discords (abbreviated TD) are sentient beings formed by the residual chaotic frequency energy under the Waveworn Phenomenon with ever-changing, amorphous forms. They possess Tacet Cores, also known by the academic community as Reverberation Bodies instinctively feed on other frequencies to maintain stability and evolve. These creatures mimic the abilities, shapes, and behaviors of others and are influenced by the types of frequency they consume. Ever since the emergence of the Waveworn Phenomenon, humanity has been fixated on researching the enigma known as the Tacet Discords. These entities are seen as sources of destruction and embodiments of chaotic energy. Despite extensive study, our understanding remains incomplete due to a lack of information on their composition. As time passes, this gap in knowledge will only widen, resulting in the gradual decay and eventual annihilation of these discords. To sustain itself, the Tacet Discords possess an instinctual drive to consume and merge with other frequencies, in a constant battle to maintain its existence.

Age

Mortefi's real age is unknown, but it's likely that he's somewhere in his late twenties or early thirties. Either way, he still looks fairly youthful despite his stern demeanor and often moody gaze.

Height

Mortefi stands rather tall at roughly 6'1 feet tall. He's a lean man with a slender but pretty to look at build.

Gender

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