Obedient, docile, and quiet, Silmeria makes the perfect fit for a stereotypical wageslave employee that does their job purely for paychecks and little else. Being born to a lower-middle class family, she understands how important it is to manage your finance wisely, shaping her to be a frugal young woman who rarely spends on non-essential goods. She makes no secret that her primary reason for joining GEMINI as a field agent was because the pay is good despite its dangers. Nowadays, there's not really much prospect for a college dropout who also needs to support her aging parents. Since she was somehow 'blessed' with a grimoire, might as well play the cards given to her.

If one examines the behaviour of a convenience store clerk, one won't find them much different than Silmeria, except the latter risks life and limb for higher pay. Punch in, do your job, punch out, and stay out of trouble, rinse and repeat, that's her motto and it has worked fine for her so far. Besides, the government has always preferred their employees to not ask questions anyway.

Among the classic Seven Deadly Sins, if she has to pick the one she identifies the most, it'd be Envy. The brunette has a surprisingly deep capacity for envy for such a seemingly stoic girl and she's self-conscious of that. She resents the rich and the powerful for the boons they have, she wants to eat wagyu instead of canned beef, melons instead of apples, and not having to worry about food and medical budgets. Most people might admire the Bates siblings, but their existence only serve to remind her that no matter what path she takes in life, there's always be someone much better than her. She's afraid of herself in that if pushed enough, she might even consider going into very, very dark places to get what she wants. To that end, even though she doesn't necessarily love her job, she's still thankful to GEMINI for providing her with a stable income through honest work. She fights for cash so the innocents can sleep peacefully at night, what's not to like?

During the times where she has the time for herself, Silmeria's drone-like facade recedes somewhat, revealing the vocally-expressive girl beneath. In a perfect world where there are no suffering, poverty, and hunger, she'd fancy herself an opera soprano. People have always said that her singing voice betrays the disillusioned, almost-monotone speech she usually employs.

Over time, Silmeria has developed a nigh-fanatical zeal of exterminating monsters and all who take their side, such as Maverick Espers. In hindsight, this development is practically inevitable due to the combination of her latent desire to avenge her sister’s death and being given power to realize it via her grimoire and employer.

Born in Boston, Massachusetts to a family of Norwegian descent, Silmeria is the middle child of three siblings, smackdab in the middle between an older brother and a younger sister. Her family wasn't exactly wealthy, but doing well enough to support three children and even sent their eldest to college. While Silmeria had always been a rather quiet girl who preferred to keep to herself, she had a perfectly normal childhood, a group of close friends, and a loving family, she wouldn't have it any other way. However, just like the saying goes, all good things must end, so did her idyllic middle-class life by the time she's in the 2nd semester of university.

One day, Sil's father was taking her little sister home from school when disaster struck. A group of otherwordly creatures - those so-called 'monsters' from the elemental chaos - attacked the area. In their rampage, Sil's father was crippled from the torso down due to spinal injuries, but he was fortunate enough to live, the same couldn't be said for his youngest daughter. He tried to protect her - of course, as a father should - but he was knocked out sometime after and by the time he woke up in the hospital, his daughter wasn't there. They never found her body either. The general consensus was that she was eaten by one of those beasts, just like the rest of the victims.

That day marked the point where Sil's life turned for the worse. Not only she just lost her little sister, her father's disability meant he had to retire. With her mother focused on being his caretaker and her older brother having his own family to support, the family's finance took a nosedive. Corners needed to be cut and SIlmeria's college fund was one of those corners. She dropped out and tried to do her part to make end's meet by doing odd jobs here and there, it was quite hard to nab a truly fulfilling job without a degree and she didn't exactly have friends in high places either. Silmeria at that moment would never expect she'd eventually be working for GEMINI out of all places, yet it happened... it was all thanks to this strange badge.

During one of her stints as a convenience store janitor, the brunette was doing her usual after-work dumpster-diving, searching for anything edible or useful, you'd be surprised just how wasteful people are, might as well turn that trash into treasure. It was in one of those days when she found a peculiar item, a badge of some sort, opaque black with a central orb that glows orange, it certainly looked like an electronic device, she might be able to turn a pretty penny at the pawn shop with it. However, upon grabbing it, her whole body was jolted with a sudden burst of electricity and what happened next was so surreal that it made her believe she was dreaming for a second. A rifle of some sort spawned out of thin air in her hands and it didn't look like anything sold in stores either.

Understandably confused and playing it safe, she let the coiled weapon go, only for it to vanish without a trace. Heart beating and skin sweating, she hurried home, trying to pretend that nothing had happened. Well, at least that was the plan as during the way, she was stopped by a group of people clad in crisp dark suits and practically forced into a nondescript van. After a moment of rising panic, they quickly explained to her that they were from G.E.M.I.N.I... and that she just had been identified as an esper. Huh...?

More than a year passed since and here she was now, working as one of GEMINI's esper operatives. She had been given combat training to hone her newfound powers and had seen her share of combat against those monstrous menace, the very same creatures that killed her little sister, crippled her father, and destroyed their livelihood, she couldn't say these savages deserve any less than extermination, a sentiment shared by her employer.

Recently, she was assigned to the GEMINI's local branch in Pax Septimus, under Dr. Fritzi Moller and alongside fellow operatives such as Su, Jacqueline, and others.

When at the field, clad in her custom-built Chi-Mechframe, Pyralis is a no-nonsense soldier who displays a nigh-unshakable composure. She seems to always have a cold expressionless stare, always ready to follow orders without delay, no matter how dangerous it may be. Her words become terse, only speaking when necessary. One could argue that in the face of mortal danger posed by the Warped, there's no room for doubt as hesitation means certain death.

However, for those who know her from work - such as fellow Frame Pilots - they may be surprised that Pyra exudes nothing of the tranquil fierceness of her Mechframed self. When not in her suit, Pyra is a much more docile person, demure and compassionate, she becomes more "human" so to speak. In fact, this gentle girl is the real Pyra. This is certainly a far cry from the intimidating expressionless machine as she unleashes hellfire upon the Warped menace, a living weapon in the form of a mechanized girl. She doesn't exactly know why herself, but the prevailing theory is that the biomechanical suit instills a part of the beast's ferocity into her.

The brunette couldn’t really remember her blood parents, at least not through her own missing memories. What she knew was told to her by her adoptive father. So it went that one Nikolaos Constantina - a (now-retired) foot soldier of the military - was tasked along with his comrades in an operation to hunt down a wyvern-esque Warped that had been terrorizing one too many caravans and smaller settlements. The unit eventually managed to hunt it down, but unfortunately only after it was just done scorching a poor hamlet.

At first glance, it seemed there were no survivors as flames raged through each and every building they could see, but just as he was about to leave with his comrades, Nikolaos heard... wailing, a cry amongst the fire, an child’s cry to be specific. He located it down to find a young girl trapped inside a burning house, looking no older than twelve summers at most. Much to the soldiers’ shock, not only she was about to burn to death, they could also see a nasty gash across the small of her back, like something jagged had sliced her flesh open; the poor thing was both burning and bleeding, crying her heart out from all the suffering she's in.

Naturally, the soldiers did all in their power to rescue the child with Nikolaos himself being the one who personally scooped her up and dashed outside before the roof crumbled behind him, but only moments later, she fell into a coma due to the shock. However, due to their efforts, she managed to receive medical care and recover, although not completely as she but all lost most of her memories prior to the incident.

Taken by pity, Nikolaos brought the sole survivor home and officially adopted her. Though unmarried, he decided to raise the lucky child himself. In lieu of her lost identity, he christened her "Pyralis", (Born) of Fire, and what a poetic name it is as she’d eventually grow up to be among the elite Frame Pilots, one that specializes in using flames to purge any and all abominations that dared to threaten what remained of humanity’s existence.

How could she even qualify where so many others had failed, one might ask. Well, as it turned out, there was a very specific reason for that; the wound she suffered was from the very same Warped that burned down the settlement and an Echidna infected her through said wound. As research had shown from the young soldier who became the first Frame Pilot, those infected with Echidna but didn't mutate made fine candidates to be Frame Pilots as the Chi-Mechframes wouldn't reject them. This revelation came to her when recruiters from a certain skybase scouted her out, they extended an invitation for her to be inducted into the Frame Pilot training program.

This was certainly unexpected, but... she didn't really mind, in fact, she was kind of happy about it. See, she had always idolized her adoptive father for being such a brave soul, risking life and limb so humanity wouldn't go extinct, and if she could follow in his footsteps, she'd gladly walk that path. In a way, this was her way of repaying her saviors in kind. She was enthusiastic enough to abandon a normal life and - with the blessings of her father - accepted the recruiters’ offer; now at 17 years old, the brunette had become a full-fledged pilot, Frame Pilot Pyralis, the One Born in Fire.

A naturally calm and collected person, Taslim's stoicism is tempered even further by both mental conditioning and field experience, creating a cold, calculatingly pragmatic operative who can be relied on to get the job done. Quiet and unassuming, the ex-MI6 agent strives to attract as little attention as possible when accomplishing his objectives. A suppressed shot to the head, a quick slit of the throat, and when possible, discreet disposal of the body. After all, missions already have enough risks of complications by default, no need to add even further if he can help it.

The Indonesian-British is capable of fully separating his occupational and personal life, practically a requirement considering his line of work. Whatever happens in the job, stays in the job, as such, he doesn't have many personal friends, nor seeks to rectify it, but he treasures the few that he does have.

A British native with Indonesian parentage, Taslim's early life was nothing special. His family wasn't particularly poor, nor rich, simply a run-of-the-mill middle-class Southeast Asian immigrant family in the United Kingdoms. A quiet, obedient yet independent child, Taslim could be described as a "model student" of a son. If there was anything notable about Taslim’s childhood was that he had always preferred noir movies above others, stories of gritty hard-boiled investigators set upon a monochromatic urban landscape, so much so that he aimed to actually pursue this line of work growing up.

Upon graduating from high school, Taslim entered the police academy instead of a more traditional university, there, his career steadily grew until he was promoted to detective constable of the Metropolitan Police, the British police force with jurisdiction over the Greater London area. Over the years, his stellar performance as an investigator attracted the attention of the MI6, Britain's intelligence agency who scouted him, an offer that he took. From there, the detective-turned-secret agent embarked on multiple missions in service of his country, carving an exemplary track record as a silent assassin, unseen and unheard.

As if forming a pattern, Taslim's feats drew the attention of the shadow organization only known as the 'Vellum Society', which approached him through their MI6 contacts, then for the second time in his life, he switched employers. With his admirable skills, experience, and reliability, he'd no doubt be one of Vellum's premium assets during their struggle to achieve a seat at the High Table.

...preferably with no one ever knowing that he played a part in the first place.

Though initially behaving no different than a simple animal when first encountered by Sefirot Agents, further observations at the organization's highly-secure facility discovered that the Esh-Class Anomaly codenamed "A-188: Teratoma" exhibits sapient-level capability to learn, think, and feel... to an extent. There are clear signs pointing to the Anomaly is more accurately emulating human behaviors instead of learning them instinctively like a normal human child. For lack of better words, Teratoma is like a fish who has learned how to walk on dry land. It's quite awkward and odd, but functional nonetheless.

Overall, she exhibits quite similar mannerisms as Avon-Class Anomaly "A-187: Lonesome Princess".

Teratoma originated from a plane of reality existing beyond the boundaries of Earth's local universe, a spawn of the cosmic horror entity mentioned in hushed whispers and lost dark tomes as "Shub-Niggurath, Great Mother of a Thousand Young", it was called upon into the material world by a would-be warlock. Said warlock wished to evolve beyond mundane humanity, free from the ravages of age, disease, and even physical rigidity. In his relentless pursuit, he poured countless years and fortune to finally discover and prepare for the eldritch ritual.

After hours upon hours of continuous chanting, bloodletting, and offerings, he... succeeded, he summoned what he deemed to be a 'perfect lifeform', finally immortality shall be his!-...

...-and the first thing the creature did to repay its summoner was to consume him whole, in an ironic twist of something gone horribly right, he was now one with it, becoming 'immortal' just as he intended, but perhaps not in the way he envisioned.

As for the Fleshweaver Spawn, still hungry for more sustenance, it eventually found its way out of the warlock's hideout and into the streets, causing... not-insignificant numbers of horrified screams and soiled breeches purely by its physical appearance alone. This naturally attracted the attention of Sefirot - specifically Branch-092 - who sent their Agents to contain the newly-discovered Anomaly. Fortunately, despite being classified as an Esh-tier, the creature proved rather benign, easily persuaded into cooperation by offering it fresh meat... lots and lots of meat. It was then taken into a secure facility for safe containment. There, it was christened "A-188: Teratoma" due to its bizarre physiology bearing resemblance to the namesake medical condition.

Within the facility, in a curious turn of events, two Anomalies of completely different nature formed a sibling relationship, Teratoma and Avon-Class Anomaly "A-187: Lonesome Princess" as the former proved to be immune to the latter's brainwashing gifts, leading to the two cultivating a bond, with some staff denoting them to be quite similar to human sibling dynamics.

Influenced by its apparent fondness for the Lonesome Princess, Teratoma began taking after the other anomaly's looks, behavior, and mannerisms, in what some facility staff equated to the 'filial imprinting' phenomenon commonly found in chickens, ducks, and geese. This turned out to be a boon for Sefirot as by employing parenting-style indoctrination, they had managed to convince the Fleshweaver that the Lonesome Princess is her older sister, Sefirot is family, humans are friends, and hostile Anomalies are 'bad monsters', and as a good girl, she should protect her family and friends from the "bad monsters". As a result, the eldritch, unnerving, yet rather innocently gullible entity agreed to become an Agent in service of Branch-092.

Cheerful, confident, and brave if not borderline fearless, the Esper codenamed as 'Angel' (Real Name: Angelie Belrose) seems to shine like a beacon of optimism and hope, a beacon that may be warmly welcomed or be seen as blindingly naive. This figuratively shining presence is - for better or worse - compounded twofold whenever Angel is assigned to the same squad as a certain fellow Esper and GEMINI Agent, the Knight of Tomorrow. A deeply religious person, Angel sees the circumstances of her life that led her to where she is right now as a task bestowed upon her by the Almighty Lord Himself. As evil, atrocities, and monsters - both of human and alien nature - plague the streets unchecked, it falls upon her and her comrades-in-arms to defend those who can't defend themselves.

Deeply buried inside the self-proclaimed savior's psyche is a nigh-crippling sense of regret and copious amounts of self-blame. If only she listened, if only she followed in his footsteps, if only she wasn't so... weak, then perhaps, her life could've been much different. God had shown her the price of hubris by taking her most beloved, opening her eyes to the path she must follow and now, if she can save others from the same fate then it shall be her divinely-ordained mission, for God Wills It.

The one and only daughter of Harold Belrose and Audrey Belrose, the latter who passed away shortly after childbirth, Angelie was raised in a single-parent household in New York City, USA. As the child of an NYPD Officer who's also a devout Christian, the blonde was raised with the principles of duty, discipline, and faith, lessons that she found much too stiff and authoritarian to her liking, and dare she could say... boring? Though it was quite apparent that little Angelie took after her upbeat, cheerful, and easy-going mother than her 'holy paladin' of a father, Harold had never once given up trying to impart his values upon the love of his life for he saw Angelie as a responsibility that God and his departed wife placed upon him. How could he afford to let her stray from the path of righteousness, knowing his wife is watching him from heaven?

Alas, those lessons never really stuck and despite her father's insistence for her to attend church and see how noble being a policeman is, Angelie took them halfheartedly, never really giving any serious thoughts to either. On the flipside, ever since she was but a young girl, Angelie had always wanted to be a paraglider, she believed that there's nothing better in life than soaring through the air like an eagle, feeling the winds against her skin, free as she could be. Her mind was set, no matter what her father would say or do, she would never pick up a badge and a firearm for her place belonged in the clear open sky, not the dirty streets of downtown New York. She'd soar in the aether, but not to get closer to God for she'd be doing it for herself, on her own terms.

Perhaps this was why God showed her a lesson, as one day, instead of attending Sunday church together with her father, Angelie preferred to go on a paragliding competition. If only she was there with him... she could've convinced him to not answer that emergency call, could've diverted him from encountering that Weretiger, ...could've saved him from being torn to shreds. Yes, she could've done all that yet she didn't. Now she was an orphan and it was all her fault.

Weeks of sleepless nights later, Angelie was attending church when she stumbled upon… a miracle, suddenly appearing clenched between the palms of her hands as if it had materialized out of thin air. A most beautiful ruby-encrusted gold pendant in the shape of the Holy Cross, complete with a necklace just as exquisite, and with it, an inexplicable hum ringing within her mind, divine and heavenly like the choir of angels. This... this must be a sign, the Lord Almighty had given her a chance at redemption!

"A Grimoire", the men in black suits told her, and apparently having one makes her an 'Esper'. Well, if God wishes her to be an Esper to continue her late father's work, then so be it. Whether the NYPD or this GEMINI organization, as long as she could protect the innocent from evil, the very same evil that took her father and who knew how many more. No matter how hard she must train, how difficult her life ahead would be, she would bear it all with a smile for she knows, tis' God's Will.

Elegant, regal, and courtly, Noblesse Oblige incarnate, Mistress Remilia the Scarlet Devil presents herself as a stereotypical specimen of West European nobility, juxtaposed anachronistically against the Sinosphere culture of the mythical lands of Gensokyo, the world which she calls home. In line with her contrasting culture, her personality can be described as a curious mix between the wizened wisdom of an ancient matriarch and the curious innocence of a young girl. A thrill-seeking puppetmistress, Remilia prefers when there are interesting events instead of mundane day-to-day life, thus, she's guaranteed to be an observer of 'incidents' in Gensokyo, if not the one causing said incident herself. Regardless, these are all done with harmless intentions as when push comes to shove such as a looming genuine threat to her friends and family, Remilia doesn't hesitate to drop all pretense of courtly elegance and treat said grave threat as it deserves.

After the events of the Scarlet Mist Incident, Remilia has mellowed down somewhat, now able to appreciate the more 'mundane' things in life. However, in all her years, she has never found herself wanting for company, power, influence, and wealth; what will happen when all of those are suddenly ripped away from her? It is a story yet to be told...

How and why the Scarlet Sisters - Remilia and Flandre - arrived at Gensokyo were never made clear, but one thing for sure, they hailed from another world. Rumors elaborated their origins as the daughters of Vlad Dracula the Impaler, the Voivode of 15th Century Wallachia, but those in the know would be able to attest that it's a complete hoax, fabricated by the Scarlet Devil herself so people would stop pestering her about their origins. Regardless, over the five centuries since they made their home in Gensokyo, the Scarlet Devil Mansion already became a landmark, a place of intrigue and mystique, an Anglo enclave in the otherwise Oriental land.

Amongst its inhabitants, the grand manor hosted Lady Remilia herself as the Mistress of the House, then her little sister Young Mistress Flandre Scarlet, they're served by numerous attendants and servants, some more notable than others, in which there are three: Sakuya Izayoi the Head Maid, Hong Meiling the Gate Guardian, and Patchouli Knowledge the Chief Librarian. They lived a peaceful life... perhaps too peaceful. Thus, in a show of attention-seeking hubris, Remilia instigated the Scarlet Mist Incident where she caused a Gensokyo-wide phenomenon of blanketing the sky in opaque blood-red mist, causing numerous disruptions and inconveniences to everyone else.

This transgression against the natural order naturally attracted the attention of Hakurei Reimu, Shrine Maiden of the Hakurei Shrine, along with her frenemy, Kirisame Marisa, the so-called 'Ordinary Magician'. Together, the two systematically defeated Remilia and her servants, convincing the Scarlet Devil to end her shenanigans and giving her valuable life lessons in not toying with the lives of others just to satisfy her amusement.

Quite some time had passed since then and interestingly enough, life at Scarlet Devil Mansion became livelier ever since with Remilia and company regularly visiting other places and being visited by others in return, the latter which included Marisa whose penchant for "unsanctioned borrowing" led her to repeatedly enter the mansion's library to "borrow" books, much to the chagrin of Patchouli. It's in one of these days that Remilia decided to toy around with the errant magus for a bit, "Kirisame Marisa, if you can defeat me, then you may take all the tomes and grimoires to your heart's desire, else... you must return everything that you had pilfered." was what she said, little did Remilia know just what would unfold from the seemingly simple challenge...

If Evelyn must be described in a single word, then it'll undoubtedly be 'precocious'. Far more mature and wise beyond what her age would suggest, Lady Konstantin embodies the concept of exponential growth. This precocity is then further compounded by her gifted mind and being provided with all the education and learning opportunities of a Konstantin family patrician, propelling her to heights normally only achieved by fully-grown adults. An ambitious prodigy, Young Mistress Evelyn possesses boundless curiosity when it comes to expanding her knowledge, particularly when it comes to her deepest passion, artificing. So much so that she's willing to leave the safety of Helvetia to discover exotic places with equally exotic materials and artifacts.

On the flipside, Evelyn can prove rather reckless and impatient. When encountering something that piques her curiosity, she often lets her excitement gets the better of her and throws caution into the wind just to get her hands on that thing. Furthermore, she has little tolerance for... intellectually-challenged individuals for lack of better words; uneducated peasants, simpletons, and close-minded bigots won't go along well with her. Lastly, being born and raised a Helvetian patrician - a Konstantin at that - means Eve never once has to experience hardships, hunger, disease, or any major inconveniences really, and while she's not actively arrogant, she may still come off as out of touch to less-fortunate folks. The young mistress fits like a glove when mingling with the upper echelons of society, but put her in a city slums, then she'll stick out like a sore thumb, visually and socially.

Evelyn Theophania of House Konstantin, a young scion of the ruling patrician house of the Republic of Helvetia. As the youngest daughter of Consul Frederick Konstantin and his wife Lady Helena Konstantin, de facto and de jure leader of Helvetia, one of - if not the - most technologically advanced nation in the world, Eve was one of those lucky few who had their life handed to them in a silver platter. Furthermore, being the youngest of five siblings meant that she had little to no expectations of continuing the family legacy, which practically gave her plenty of freedom to choose her own path in life.

Considering everything, it'd be easy for her to settle into a life of decadent luxury; no problems, no worries, a carefree life of hedonistic existence. However, Eve was anything but slothful, the exact opposite in fact. Ever since from a very early age, the flame-haired girl's ambitious nature was apparent. It was as if the Heavens themselves willed her to be the embodiment of her homeland; extraordinarily gifted, boundlessly curious, and possessing precociously exponential growth, it would be an utter waste to simply let the young girl as just another run-of-the-mill patrician. The signs were all there, Eve was destined for greatness.

Recognizing this, her parents - most especially her equally-ambitious father - gave her everything she needed to polish her talents into glittering diamonds, and in the span of merely around a decade, their efforts paid off. At only twelve summers old, Evelyn had grown into a bonafide prodigy, outshining the rest of her siblings. Envious resentment was expected and baseless rumors by uninformed detractors who criticized her parents for treating her more like a lucrative investment than a beloved daughter could simply be ignored, Eve had no time to be humoring those drivel when she had so much more important projects to work on.

Speaking of which, her latest venture would involve journeying into the Ancient City of Nuria in the Land of Twilight, within the territory of the Elven Nation of Varenheim. After extensive preparation - which involved begging for her parents to let her go - Lady Evelyn Theophania Konstantin of Helvetia was ready to join Vesemir Barandir and his group of like-minded adventurers. Only time could tell what manner of wondrous artifacts and materials she would find there. She'd bring them home and make her mark on the history books, nestled among other celebrated scholars of Helvetia!