Update - 1.12.0.120
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11012.1": "Noble Etiquette 101 (Part Two)",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11012.2": "The performance at the noble etiquette curriculum graduation ceremony was the only time Firenze ever messed up. But it was also her favorite performance.\nBefore that, Firenze, already fluent in \"aristocratic bearing,\" had long won her teacher over.\nHer icy gaze and decisive tones swept past the teacher like an actuary running calculations.\nAlthough the final price was not entirely satisfactory, the teacher was ecstatic simply to be \"priced\" by a noble.\nNext, as long as Firenze could earn the approval of company elders at the graduation ceremony, the teacher's price would naturally rise as well.\nWhat the teacher failed to notice was that from that day on, Firenze never picked up the violin again.\n\nOn stage during the graduation ceremony, Firenze was not wearing the required formal dress or corset, nor was she holding a violin.\nDressed in a trench coat, she casually rested a cane across her shoulder, then lifted the bow in the posture of a performance.\n\"Firenze, what are you doing? Where is your violin?\"\nHer violin teacher's face twisted as she hissed low.\nFirenze smiled faintly. She set the bow lightly against the cane, and began her performance.\n\n\"Mr. Obicci, the mercenaries you asked for have been arranged. One hundred seasoned veterans will arrive tomorrow.\"\n\"Didn't expect you to be so efficient. This favor won't be easy to repay. You're ... a Feltro?\"\n\"I'm still continuing with my noble etiquette curriculum. I heard you'll also be attending the graduation ceremony?\"\n\"Hah! I get it. The tedious violin performance they ask for, right? Don't worry. Even if you saw wood on stage, I'll still give you high marks.\"\n\n\"I got your photos back from those Scarlet Sights Witches. Be more careful next time, dear Giovanni.\"\n\"Thank you so much. If photos of me dining with employees of the Grace Imperium had leaked, it would have been a real catastrophe.\"\n\"Then, the graduation ceremony?\"\n\"Of course, of course. My wife is on the judging panel. I'll speak to her.\"\n\n\"Firenze, you finally made it. What did Deepsea Finance say? If that loan can't be secured...\"\n\"I negotiated the interest down by half. The manager over there also needed to meet their lending quota.\"\n\"I... I don't even know how to thank you. You really are a lifesaver.\"\n\"No thanks necessary, Lady Virginia. Just doing my duty. Please remember to attend my graduation ceremony.\"\n\nSkill in performance is honed in everyday practice.\nThe same is true for putting a price tag on others.\nThe ceremony hall was silent. A bow and a cane could not possibly produce elegant music.\nYet the judges put on an air of focus, as though they were mesmerized by a beautiful melody.\nFirenze bowed gracefully. The judges responded with enthusiastic applause, and even the audience joined in clapping.\nTo those who did not understand what was happening, Firenze had probably staged some kind of avant-garde mime.\nShe was so elegant, and the noble judges were surely professionals; if one heard nothing, it must simply be a lack of appreciation.\nAbove all, everything nobles did was right. After today, cane sales in Philae City would probably be way up for a while.\n\nFirenze's teacher handed her the certificate of attendance. She casually slipped it into her pocket and walked out of the hall.\nIn her own way, she had completed her own valuing process. She had determined the price of everyone present, yet no one could see through her own.\nFirenze did not dislike the way this circle played its game, hypocritical as it may be.\nBecause no matter what the rules were, she would always master them and emerge victorious.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11013.1": "Weapon Anecdote: Starlight",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11013.2": "Generally speaking, every young noble equips themselves with a weapon of refined elegance.\nIt serves as a symbol of status and position. All it needs is tasteful design and dazzling appearance; it does not need to be put into practice.\nAfter all, in this day and age, there are tons of mercenaries who do dirty work for hire and packs of Trekkers who live rough on the road in need of commission fees. Why would a well-dressed, wealthy person still fight with weapons?\nDorra can buy you anything. When fighting is required, all it takes is money.\n\nAnd yet, from a young age, Firenze dreamed of owning a sharp weapon.\nLook at the Trekkers who wander between cities, the knights who move through streets and alleys. They all have their own weapons and, therefore, are masters of their own fate.\nBut Firenze never managed to find a weapon completely to her liking.\nA dagger? She disliked sneaking around and assassinations.\nA whip? She didn't care for weapons that could not subdue an enemy in a single decisive strike.\nA cleaver? Too conspicuous, and far too heavy.\nIt was only much, much later that she found a cane at a secondhand market, perfectly balanced in length and weight.\n\"If you take a piece of wood like that home, won't your parents scold you?\" Nyx asked. She had come along with Firezen.\n\"They won't,\" Firenze replied. \"They'll just think I have good taste, and that I've finally reached the age where I know how to choose luxury goods.\"\nSmiling, Firenze pulled off the head of the cane. Just as she expected, the blade concealed within was hard and razor-sharp, gleaming with an immaculate, flawless light.\nShe liked this weapon, liked the threat and killing intent hidden beneath its beautiful exterior.\nShe thought that perhaps she should use this sword to cut through things far more unyielding. Such as tradition, order, and rules.\nOnly when the moon goes dark can the stars burst forth with dazzling brilliance.\nAnd she was like that star, waiting for the uncertain moment when it would finally be drawn from its sheath.\n\"I shall name this sword ... Starlight.\"",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11013.2": "Generally speaking, every young noble equips themselves with a weapon of refined elegance.\nIt serves as a symbol of status and position. All it needs is tasteful design and dazzling appearance; it does not need to be put into practice.\nAfter all, in this day and age, there are tons of mercenaries who do dirty work for hire and packs of Trekkers who live rough on the road in need of commission fees. Why would a well-dressed, wealthy person still fight with weapons?\nDorra can buy you anything. When fighting is required, all it takes is money.\n\nAnd yet, from a young age, Firenze dreamed of owning a sharp weapon.\nLook at the Trekkers who wander between cities, the knights who move through streets and alleys. They all have their own weapons and, therefore, are masters of their own fate.\nBut Firenze never managed to find a weapon completely to her liking.\nA dagger? She disliked sneaking around and assassinations.\nA whip? She didn't care for weapons that could not subdue an enemy in a single decisive strike.\nA cleaver? Too conspicuous, and far too heavy.\nIt was only much, much later that she found a cane at a secondhand market, perfectly balanced in length and weight.\n\"If you take a piece of wood like that home, won't your parents scold you?\" Nyx asked. She had come along with Firenze.\n\"They won't,\" Firenze replied. \"They'll just think I have good taste, and that I've finally reached the age where I know how to choose luxury goods.\"\nSmiling, Firenze pulled off the head of the cane. Just as she expected, the blade concealed within was hard and razor-sharp, gleaming with an immaculate, flawless light.\nShe liked this weapon, liked the threat and killing intent hidden beneath its beautiful exterior.\nShe thought that perhaps she should use this sword to cut through things far more unyielding. Such as tradition, order, and rules.\nOnly when the moon goes dark can the stars burst forth with dazzling brilliance.\nAnd she was like that star, waiting for the uncertain moment when it would finally be drawn from its sheath.\n\"I shall name this sword ... Starlight.\"",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11101.1": "Basic Info",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11101.2": "Name: Iris\nBirthday: May 1st\nAffiliation: New Star Guild\nSkills: Office work, accounting, inventory management, sales, civil engineering, etc.\nAddress: The Lucky Oasis\nExperience: 1 year\nWeapon: 286 Series Magic Book\nRate: 50,000 Dorra per Monolith Wish commission. Otherwise upon negotiation",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11102.1": "Reason for Becoming a Trekker",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11310.1": "Appendix",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11310.2": "Anonymous Post: How can I quickly learn to handle spicy food?\nI've tried many tricks, but my spice tolerance hasn't improved much. I'm really frustrated right now.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11311.1": "Fire Safety Routine Inspection Log",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11311.2": "Messis Month, Fire Safety Routine Inspection Log\nInspector: Shimiao\nInspection Area: Second Danmu District Shopping Streets\n\n1st St, Shop No. 3: Clogging the fire passage at the entrance and unauthorized construction. Requested removal within three days. Follow-up inspection is needed to ensure the fire exit remains clear.\n\n1st St, Shop No. 26: The premise lacked fire extinguishers. When requested to equip the shop with an appropriate number based on floor size, the owner initially refused. After two hours of communication and safety education, the owner admitted to poor fire safety awareness and promised to implement rectification measures.\n\n3rd St, Shop No. 93: Severe aging issues were found in Illegally installed electrical wiring. During the removal process, a short circuit occurred, sending off sparks. Fortunately, it was promptly managed without serious consequences.\n\n4th St, Shop No. 48: The kitchen warehouse stored thirty bottles of liquefied gas. The owner claimed that they were for inflatable balloons but a further inspection revealed that the bottles were full of flammable gas. Due to lack of fire safety measures, the owner was mandatorily required to relocate the bottles.\nFollow-up inspection is required to ensure safety hazards have been eliminated.\n\n7th St, Shop No. 33: No fire safety hazards were detected, but the owner kept insisting something might be non-compliant and asked me to look around some more. Also offered drinks and fruits during the inspection.\nWe may have overlooked petty and trivial matters and a surprise inspection could be arranged in the future. But why did the shop owner keep staring at me?\n\n7th St, Shop No. 61: During the inspection, a young man asked for help finding his lost child. After searching, the child was found asleep in the bamboo basket on the man's back, which he had forgotten about.\n\n8th St, Shop No. 1: Due to a recent fire, the repair process was still on the way. Nearby shops, affected by the fire, actively cooperated with our inspection.\n\n9th St, Shop No. 74: The owner dismantled fire safety equipment and the hydrant without authorization in order to expand the shopfront. We notified relevant authorities and the owner was arrested. The dismantled fire safety facilities will be restored within seven days.\nFollow-up inspection is required.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11311.2": "Messis Month, Fire Safety Routine Inspection Log\nInspector: Shimiao\nInspection Area: Second Danmu District Shopping Streets\n\n1st St, Shop No. 3: Clogging the fire passage at the entrance and unauthorized construction. Requested removal within three days. Follow-up inspection is needed to ensure the fire exit remains clear.\n\n1st St, Shop No. 26: The premise lacked fire extinguishers. When requested to equip the shop with an appropriate number based on floor size, the owner initially refused. After two hours of communication and safety education, the owner admitted to poor fire safety awareness and promised to implement rectification measures.\n\n3rd St, Shop No. 93: Severe aging issues were found in Illegally installed lighting wiring. During the removal process, the aged lines ignited on their own, throwing off sparks. Fortunately, it was promptly managed without serious consequences.\n\n4th St, Shop No. 48: The kitchen warehouse stored thirty bottles of liquefied gas. The owner claimed that they were for inflatable balloons but a further inspection revealed that the bottles were full of flammable gas. Due to lack of fire safety measures, the owner was mandatorily required to relocate the bottles.\nFollow-up inspection is required to ensure safety hazards have been eliminated.\n\n7th St, Shop No. 33: No fire safety hazards were detected, but the owner kept insisting something might be non-compliant and asked me to look around some more. Also offered drinks and fruits during the inspection.\nWe may have overlooked petty and trivial matters and a surprise inspection could be arranged in the future. But why did the shop owner keep staring at me?\n\n7th St, Shop No. 61: During the inspection, a young man asked for help finding his lost child. After searching, the child was found asleep in the bamboo basket on the man's back, which he had forgotten about.\n\n8th St, Shop No. 1: Due to a recent fire, the repair process was still on the way. Nearby shops, affected by the fire, actively cooperated with our inspection.\n\n9th St, Shop No. 74: The owner dismantled fire safety equipment and the hydrant without authorization in order to expand the shopfront. We notified relevant authorities and the owner was arrested. The dismantled fire safety facilities will be restored within seven days.\nFollow-up inspection is required.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11312.1": "Sister and Shimiao",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11312.2": "Blood is always thicker than water, and you can never get away from your blood bound sister, especially a wonderful sister.\nEven as a young girl, Shimiao had understood this.\n\nAll of the family's attention was always on her elder sister. For a long time, even Shimiao did the same.\nShimiao's sister was the joy and pride of the family. A model student with a bright personality, She was the embodiment of perfection. Whenever people talked about her parents' daughter, they were always referring to the older one.\nShimiao looked up to her sister, too.\nShe was Shimiao's role model, the kind of person she wanted to be.\nShe wanted to be just as exceptional as her sister.\nA young Shimiao would follow her sister around, telling her about her dreams and goals.\n\nBut over time, Shimiao began to realize that her future wasn't what she had imagined it to be.\nHer sister was always ahead of her, always climbing higher and faster. Always a relentless pursuer, one day she suddenly realized that she couldn't keep up.\nHer hard-earned achievements seemed less impressive next to her sister's, and her efforts felt insignificant in comparison.\nEven though she was always at the top of her class, which was naturally to be expected, because her sister got there first. Anything less felt like falling short and letting her family down.\nThe path she once thought of as a way to catch up with her sister had somehow become a mountain impossible to climb.\nHer sister had become a source of pressure, a peak too high to climb.\n\nBut it wasn't her sister's fault. Deep in Shimiao's heart, she knew that.\nThe sisters were still very close, still could talk about everything and nothing.\nBut there were times, late at night when she was buried in schoolwork, when Shimiao would look out of the window. She would gaze at the moon and wonder what her sister had that she didn't.\n\n\"Well, the real problem lies with the people who keep comparing you two, doesn't it?\"\nOne afternoon, the so-called \"Boss\" looked at Shimiao with a puzzled expression.\n\"You're who you are, and your sister is herself. You're two completely different people. Not to mention you're amazing, too.\"\n\nOh... That is what it is!\nBlood had bound them together; they were alike in some ways, but they were never the same person.\nHer sister is herself, and Shimiao is supposed to be no-one but Shimiao.\nThe cloud in Shimiao's heart had been dispersed, leaving her with a sunny afternoon sky—a scene that she'd never seen before.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11313.1": "Weapon Anecdote: Shimiao's Miaovelous Sword",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11313.2": "Why would a storage box bear such a strange name?\nBy the time Shimiao was asked this question for the 103rd time, she no longer had the patience to explain.\nBut one day it suddenly occurred to her that ever since she had received the thing, she herself had never asked why it bore her name—\n\nIt began with a strange figure who showed up on the streets. She was short in stature, with head of flaming red hair that stood out in the crowd. She carried an enormous calligraphy brush on her back and wandered from block to block. It sounded like she was hawking protection charms of some sort.\nShimiao had seen this oddball twice during her routine patrols. Once she was in front of an Artifacts shop, arguing with the shopkeeper that her painting skills were genius level. Another time, she was sitting at a breakfast stall, asking the owner about a kind of bun that was both savory and sweet.\nHer voice was so loud that Shimiao could hear her every word even from the far end of the alley.\n\nThe third encounter was an accident.\nThe strange girl had set up a little table beneath a bridge, with a sheet of white paper scrawled on in ink brushstrokes laid out on top. She had her eyes closed as she muttered under her breath. Drawn by this unusual sight, Shimiao slowed down to look, and just then the girl opened her eyes, leapt up, and dashed straight toward her.\n\"It's you, Shimiao! I've been looking for you forever!!\"\n\"Eh ... me?\"\nBefore Shimiao could even react, the woman dug into her pack and pulled out a long, cloth-wrapped object. She shoved it into Shimiao's hands. Seeing that Shimiao was still bewildered, she pointed to herself: \"What's with that look? It's me, Chixia! Don't you remember? We used to play together when we were kids!\"\n\"Chixia? Ah...! You're that one from back then!\"\n\"Yes, yes! But I don't have time right now, we'll catch up next time! This is Shimiao's Miaovelous Sword! My Master told me to give it to you! I don't know for sure if you're the right Shimiao... But since the name matches, let's say you are!\"\nShe gave Shimiao no chance to speak. She just said it was a storage tool made by her Master, who had insisted it be given to the right person.\n\"Don't worry, everything my Master makes is great. It'll bring you luck! Bye!\"\nBefore Shimiao could even refuse, Chixia had already packed up and ran off. Shimiao stood there with the sword-shaped storage box in her arms, and by the time she thought to chase after her, the red-haired figure was long gone.\n\nThough it had been entrusted to her by a childhood playmate, Shimiao had no idea what it was for at first.\nA month later, when a palm-sized cockroach appeared in her office, she instinctively grabbed the storage box and flung it at the terrifying creature. The box landed right on it. In that instant, she became convinced—\nShimiao's Miaovelous Sword really did bring her good luck.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11410.1": "???",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11411.1": "???",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11401.1": "Basic Info",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11401.2": "Name: Chaton\nBirthday: August 5th\nAffiliation: White Cat Troupe\nSkills: Sniping, assault tactics, rhythm games\nAddress: Eureka Bar, Mirage\nExperience: There is literally nothing the great Chaton can't do.\nWeapon: Cat Wand: Uncompleted Codex Entry MK I\nRate: 12,000 Dorra per hour (or the equivalent in snacks)",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11402.1": "Reason for Becoming a Trekker",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11402.2": "I am the sole inheritor of the dark power within the White Cat Troupe. My destiny is to be the spark that reignites the White Cat, reclaiming the darkness it lost so long ago!",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11403.1": "CV Excerpt 1",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11403.2": "Console - Total Playtime\n\n1st Place: The great Chaton (2,408.6 hours)\n2nd Place: Kasimira (1,059.2 hours)\n3rd Place: Benito (986.5 hours)\n...",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11404.1": "CV Excerpt 2",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11404.2": "Console - Leaderboard\n\n1st Place: Kasimira\n2nd Place: The great Chaton\n...\nBenito: Unranked (Did not meet minimum season requirements)",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11405.1": "CV Excerpt 3",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11405.2": "Divine Cat Declaration of War\n\nI—in the name of the ancient Meowth God—deliver judgment!\nThe crimson moon hangs high, the gates of blood swing open, and the defeated shall be cast into an abyss of curses—\nEye of the Demon Lord—Unleash! You have nowhere left to hide.\nDescend, World-Ending Light! Burn it all to ash—\nBehold the wrath of the dark power! Tremble before the might of the great Chaton!\n...\n(Willow's Note: We couldn't find a copy of this book anywhere in Emor or the Trekker Association library. It's safe to assume Chaton is the writer herself.)",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11406.1": "CV Excerpt 4",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11406.2": "White Cat Pendant\n\nA pendant Kasimira gave Chaton during a mission.\nKasimira has a tradition of giving her squad members a lucky charm right before their first major operation.\nChaton's pendant, however, features an incredibly rare purple gemstone set in an intricate metal frame. Seems that it carries a lot of thoughts and expectations from her captain.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11407.1": "CV Excerpt 5",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11407.2": "White Cat Troupe - Admission Evaluation\n\nTest Scores:\nMarksmanship: 100\nCombat Skills: 98\nTeamwork: 0\n\nSquad Assessments:\nFirst Squad: The White Cat Troupe doesn't need troublemakers.\nSecond Squad: Incredible accuracy on the range, but her teamwork is non-existent. Pass for now.\nThird Squad: Approved for admission, pending further training.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11408.1": "Peer Comments",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11408.2": "Cough up the caramel pudding I left on the table yesterday.\n—Kasimira\n\nHmm... Chaton is a sharpshooter and a skilled gamer. She often comes over to play games with me and Noya, but her sudden movements often startle Inky. That's why Inky hides away whenever Chaton shows up.\n—Amber",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11409.1": "TA Feedback",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11409.2": "The CV is extremely accurate.<sprite name=\"acrchives_certified_richtext\">\nSince so many of the White Cat Troupe's records are missing—and because Chaton is notoriously bad at paperwork—we hit a few roadblocks while logging her file. However, after cross-referencing her own stories with details from her guardian, we're confident the information checks out.\n—Willow",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11410.1": "Appendix",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11410.2": "Final Decision on Chaton's Admission\n\nDue to the highly unusual nature of Chaton's weapon and Captain Kasimira's fierce refusal to let us confiscate it, we have reached a compromise:\nChaton is admitted to the White Cat Troupe, overseen by the Third Squad.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11411.1": "Shooting to the Beat",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11411.2": "No one could pinpoint exactly when it started, but Chaton was rarely seen without a pair of headphones hanging around her neck.\nHer playlist was a complete mystery, but her pre-mission ritual wasn't: the moment she set up for a sniper shot, those headphones went on.\nThen, keeping time with the beat, she would squeeze the trigger—one rhythmic shot after another.\n\nDeep in the historic district of Mirage, a dusty warehouse held stacks of wooden crates stamped with the White Cat Troupe's crest. Tucked away inside those boxes was the troupe's entire history.\nBeside the crates lay a few threadbare wool blankets. For a very long time, this was where the troupe's \"reserve members\" actually lived.\nBut being cooped up in a dusty warehouse as a mere trainee bored the newly recruited Chaton out of her mind.\nSo, doing exactly what any curious kid her age would do, she started digging through the crates.\nEventually, at the very bottom of a box labeled \"Musical Artifacts,\" she unearthed a strange little gadget.\nIt looked like a game controller, but it lacked the classic cross-shaped D-pad she'd seen on the ones the older members used.\n\nCuriosity got the better of her, and she started fiddling with it. She quickly figured out that each colored button produced a different note, while the device played a backing melody. If she hit the right button at the exact right moment, it let out an incredibly crisp, satisfying chime.\nChaton stared at the toy, deep in thought, until a sudden realization hit her.\n\"Isn't this just like shooting?\"\n\"You just need to pull the trigger at the perfect moment, right?!\"\n\nShe mastered the game in no time, but a simple toy like that was never going to keep her entertained for long.\nDuring her very first mission to the Monolith with the Third Squad, Chaton ditched her team and made a beeline straight for the arcade.\nFor a Trekker stepping into the Monolith for the first time, it was a wildly dangerous stunt.\nBut that didn't seem to bother Chaton in the slightest.\nAs Kasimira waited anxiously at the entrance, debating whether to charge back in after her, Chaton casually strolled out. Cradled in her arms was a pair of headphones she'd just wished for.\n\nKasimira gave her a blistering scolding, but the rest of the squad was absolutely floored by her raw talent.\nOn her first-ever trip inside, she had not only conquered several arcade machines entirely on her own...\nBut also casually stumbled upon a Wishing Box on her way out, using it to conjure up headphones pre-loaded with all her favorite tunes.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11412.1": "The Origin of the Dark Power",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11412.2": "On that pitch-black night, Mirage was ablaze.\nGunfire and the clash of steel echoed endlessly through the streets.\nTownspeople locked their doors or huddled in basements for safety. Back then, battles of this scale were just another night in Mirage.\nBut the flames and shouting soon drew monsters from the desert. Lured by the scent of blood, they swarmed the town, plunging the battlefield into absolute chaos.\nAs one mercenary band fell back, someone spotted a monster lunging at a child in a narrow alley.\n\nA gunshot cracked through the night.\nThe bullet tore into the beast, shattering it into dust right before the child's eyes.\nThe child looked up at her rescuer. Raised among mercenaries, she knew only one rule: stick with the strong to survive.\nWithout a word, she grabbed the mercenary's sleeve.\nBut with the battlefield in total disarray, no one had the luxury of dragging a kid along. Desperate, the mercenary blurted out a line from a video game he'd played that morning:\n\"Once you unlock your dark power, you can become a sharpshooter and join us!\"",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11413.1": "Weapon Anecdote: Cat Wand: Uncompleted Codex Entry MK Ⅰ",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11413.2": "Years of endless warfare had littered the desert around Mirage with broken weapons and discarded Artifacts.\nOver time, local mercenaries turned this into a business: scavenging these lost weapons from the sands to sell back in town.\nA young Chaton would often tail these squads.\nAfter they finished sweeping an area and moved on, she'd sneak in to collect whatever weapons or spare parts they'd missed.\n\nOnce, while rummaging behind a dune, she startled a monster buried in the sand.\nIt lunged at her, scaring her so badly she ran for her life.\nOver dunes, past rocks and shattered weapons—she dodged desperately through the wasteland.\nBut the hungry beast relentlessly gave chase.\n\nCornered, Chaton ducked into the shadow of a massive boulder.\nAs she paused to catch her breath, her hand brushed against something cold and metallic—a snow-white gun barrel.\nDigging the sand away along the barrel, she soon unearthed a fully intact sniper rifle.\nThe moment her fingers wrapped around the grip, the dormant weapon stirred to life.\nDeep within its chamber, purple energy began to pulse, as if forging a link with her very soul.\nRight then, the monster tracked her scent to her hiding spot, its hulking frame looming over the rock.\nIn a panic, Chaton raised the rifle and pulled the trigger.\nThe shot blasted the monster, instantly disintegrating it into a cloud of dust.\nIt was almost the exact same scene from that fateful night years earlier.\nThe same crack of a gunshot. The same monster. The same fallen enemy.\nChaton stood completely frozen.\nThen, she hugged the rifle tightly to her chest.\n\"Yes! I've finally unlocked my dark power!\"\nShe cheered.\nA brand-new chapter in Chaton's story had just begun, and she dubbed her new weapon the Uncompleted Codex Entry.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.11501.1": "Basic Info",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.13512.2": "\"EXTRA! EXTRA! Mistique the Legend Witch breaks her broom in Philae, descends a big fire, and burns down 30% of United Harvest's factories!\"\n\"BREAKING NEWS! Mistique the Legend Witch allegedly strikes a secret deal with the Tyrant—some citizens demand her immediate arrest!\"\n\"SHOCKING DEVELOPMENT! Scarlet Sights Media Trio of Witches become a Quartet—Guess Who's Joining?!\"\n\nMistique firmly believes: interesting things will always triumph over dullness.\nA rumor only becomes popular when it's entertaining.\nBut she also understands that familiarity breeds contempt; no matter how thrilling something might seem, constant exposure can lead to feelings of boredom and annoyance.\n\nSo she spread even more outrageous, self-made gossips about herself.\nWhen the \"Legendary Witch Mistique\" made headline once in a while, readers were thrilled.\nBut once they were bombarded with Mistique's exploits nonstop, frustration and apathy grew quickly.\n\nAlthough Mistique's planted rumors seemed random and slapdash at first glance, they were well-directed tittle-tattles.\nEvery day, she donned a cloak and a pair of sunglasses, sending her summons across the city to monitor the reach and impact of her fabricated stories.\n\nDay One: Everyone was abuzz about whether witches and Tyrant are of the same ilk.\nDay Three: Debates flared as someone presented a formula \"proving\" Mistique couldn't have demolished so many factories unless she weighed as much as a Spellbound Golem.\nDay Five: The hot topic among the Flavio citizens was United Harvest's poor employee benefits and its possible connection with their tree bark-taste bread.\n\nMistique was delighted. Why? Because no one cared about the \"Trio of Witches.\" anymore\nMore precisely, those who usually reveled in discussing the three witches had completely skirted the topic.\nIt was as though they purposely avoided to touch on this topic.\n\nShe narrowed her eyes as she gazed toward Flavio's perpetually foggy city center.\n\n\"Looks like I've stumbled upon something big again.\"",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.13513.2": "Ash District Residents travel on foot.\nSilver District residents travel by public Artifacts.\nGold District residents tend to have Artifacts of their own.\nBut the Witches are different.\nThey alone ride brooms and fly across the sky.\n\nWhat people outside Scarlet Sight don't know is that their Witches' training program includes \"long-distance running.\"\n\"Whenever an event occurs, at least three Witches, ten bystanders, and a hundred onlookers will gather. Only the fastest Witch can get the first-hand scoop.\"\nSo, when brooms are no help, running becomes the best alternative.\nMistique does not want to run.\nShe skipped every single long-distance running class and barely scraped by the exam.\nIn her view, instead of training her legs, it was better to train her broom.\nA well-trained broomstick, in her opinion, should be capable of flying, navigating, accelerating on its own, and—ideally—drafting the article for her.\n\nStill, Mistique removed the last item from her wish list before getting someone to modify her broom.\nAfter all, if a broom can write news articles by itself, what do SSM need her for?\nShe had to spend three months of her salary, but Mistique did obtain her new broom from the Neo Grace Organization—the Dread Comet.\nThe manual read: As long as it's fed the right fuel, the Dread Comet could fly faster than its counterparts.\nAnd the fuel it needed perfectly aligned with Mistique's job: news reports, lots and lots of them.\nSimply feed it a roll of finished articles, and the broom could fly faster and steadier than ever before; Mistique could even write while airborne.\nOf course, the catch was that Mistique had to keep writing non-stop, every day of the week.\nNaturally, the manual was nonsense. A broom has no mouth—how could it eat articles? It was only a little joke left for Mistique.\nBut Mistique accepted this \"design\" with pleasure.\nShe would ride the Dread Comet through the streets and alleys, and keep on writing.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.14001.2": "Name: Sparkla\nBirthday: July 26th\nAffiliation: Neo Grace Organization\nSkills: Inventing, Modding\nAddress: Private Workshop (Classified)\nExperience: Under a year\nWeapon: Rabbit Pie\nRates: Vary by commission",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.14206.1": "CV Excerpt 4",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.14206.2": "Fridge Inventory\n\n3 days ago: counted 17 bottles, 4 orange flavors, 7 sodas, 2 cartons of yogurt, and 4 discounted mixed juices from the convenience store.\nThe day before yesterday: picked one before heading out in the morning and drank another at night.\nYesterday: picked one in the morning, brought back two in the evening.\nToday: forgot to take one when going out, drank a soda after coming back.\nThere should be 15 bottles left in the fridge now...\nBut why are there 18 bottles?! When did two malt drinks get in there?!",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.14207.2": "Mission Log\n\nToday I was tailing Boss, but I got too caught up watching and walked straight into a utility pole, blowing my cover...\nToday I planned to kidnap Boss with a rope and fashioned a lasso for that purpose. But before I could even throw it, I tripped over the rope myself and fell flat...\nToday I planned to lure Boss into the Monolith, but then I passed by the supermarket and saw their soda was half off, so the mission's on hold for now. Please don't be mad, Lady Aeloria...\nToday I successfully broke into New Star Guild's RV, but they were in the middle of eating... And had drinks I've never seen before...",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.14208.2": "Where on earth does she keep finding those spicy drinks? And every time it's a different brand?! Still... they're surprisingly good...\n—Minova\n\nI don't understand, every time we meet, she keeps staring at me. I can tell there's no malice in it, but still...\n—Amber",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.15005.2": "Fries, Fries Everywhere\n\nWhere does Laru keep pulling those fries from?\nRumor has it that the first time she ventured into the Monolith, it gifted her a mysterious dimensional pouch—big as a room on the inside, and anything stored in it stays exactly as it was. So she loaded it up with 37,000 bags of fries. That's why she can always whip out a hot, crispy batch; anytime, anywhere.\nYou're wondering if this story's true? That's for you to guess.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.15006.2": "Tackle Treasury\n\nLaru has an entire room at home dedicated to storing her fishing gear collection, which includes, but is by no means limited to:\nHooks, lines, rods, floats, sinkers, bait;\nkeepnets, landing nets, rod stands, fish finders;\ntrolling rods, electric reels, steel leaders, oversized lures;\nheavy-duty boat rods, heavy-duty trolling rods...\n\nAs for that last pile of stuff... Laru herself is not exactly sure what all those are. She just got them out of the Monolith.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.15006.2": "Tackle Treasury\n\nLaru has an entire room at home dedicated to storing her fishing gear collection, which includes, but is by no means limited to:\nHooks, lines, rods, floats, sinkers, bait;\nkeepnets, landing nets, rod stands, fish finders;\ntrolling rods, reels, steel leaders, oversized lures;\nheavy-duty boat rods, heavy-duty trolling rods...\n\nAs for that last pile of stuff... Laru herself is not exactly sure what all those are. She just got them out of the Monolith.",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.15007.1": "CV Excerpt 5",
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"CharacterArchiveContent.15007.2": "The \"Guaranteed-to-Succeed Apology Method at Work Place\"\n\n\"As long as you honestly come clean about everything, you'll be forgiven.\"\n\"No matter how big the mess, do this and no one will hold it against you.\"\n\"You'll definitely get to keep your job, no question.\"",
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