Yong/Lore

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## Official Description

SURVIVE! THAT'S THE PROMISE WE MADE!

1. A gun enthusiast that does meticulous research on weapons, and is especially familiar with the characteristics of different types of Murphy Security guns, enabling him to accurately identify specific models.
2. He loves his prosthetic limbs and takes care to maintain them regularly.

The prosthetic limbs gave Yong a second chance in life, and his teammates welcomed him as family. Now, Yong will do everything in his power to find his lost family and rekindle the warmth of the past...

## Mastery Emails

###  Trainee

To: Yong
  How ya doing mah handsome mohawk man!
  Finally found you! Thanks for saving me from the hands of those terrible scavengers! Sorry I didn't have anything to thank you with at the time except for some water and food, and I couldn't help you find your ex-squad members.
  But something tells me you're feeling quite down. Your search, right? I've been trying to help you find out something about them ever since I got here—first thing whenever I hear anything! So please don't let it get you down. I'm very good at going around the city. I'm eventually going to come across something, I'm sure of it. Just give it a bit more time. Come and visit me too. I'll treat you to some amazing pizza! Pizzas are a great mood fixer too!
  But if pizza isn't enough, what about the Capsuler Cup? I see you're still a Trainee. But if you're as brave as you seem to be, I'm sure you're gonna surpass all of us newbies pretty quickly, I tell you! Good luck!
From: Maggie

###  Mercenary

To: Maggie
  Heh. Hi, Maggie! You misunderstood.
  I'm just fine. Just fine. And in terms of my ex-squadmates, it's alright. What's bothering me right now is my cybernetic implant. It's starting to show its age and even walking is kind of difficult these days. Just needs maintenance and upkeep I guess! That reminds me: thanks for keeping an eye out for any news. I haven't found any of my ex-squad members since coming to Isle City, but I also believe it's just a matter of time, especially with friends like you around to help me. As long as all of us stay in one piece, I'm sure we'll all get a chance to reunite!
  And that's also why I've been taking part in the Capsuler Cup. I could really do with some more supplies and cash. I'm a Mercenary now, heh. Mercenary! I like the sound of that! Particularly considering my ex-career. To be more specific, my ex-mercenary career.
  I'd love it if you joined me in the next match... I promise not to let you down as an ex-Blackrock member... One of the toughest mercenary outfits known to man I'll have you know!
From: Yong

###  Hunter

To: Yong
  How are you, bro. Any guesses as to where I saw your name?
  You made it to Hunter very fast. Congrats! Glad to see the previous incident didn't do anything to affect your progress. Great!
  It's a real dog-eat-dog world out there. We've all rummaged through trash cans trying to find a nice "surprise". But that's just life, my friend. And that's exactly where I found myself yesterday—by a recycling station near the Onyx Monolith. And look what I found! A lot of dog tags. Based on what I could see, they were from your Blackrock guys!
  I don't think it's all bad news. Actually, it's pretty strong evidence they're all alive and in one piece, no? After all, who'd leave so many dog tags in one place like that? Must be deliberate. But it's a bit weird. Dog tags are how you identify a soldier or mercenary after incidents. Does discarding them mean they've decided to leave the business? I can only guess. But here are the tags. Good luck with your search, bro!
From: Vincent (Scavenger)

###  Hotshot

To: Yong
  Hello, my friend. Glad to be of service to you on this occasion!
  When I accepted your job I noted its importance to you and the generous remuneration you had offered. I had a look around the Onyx Monolith and noted the lower floors were unoccupied, and could easily be traversed. They contained nothing of importance. But the upper floors of the Monolith were very, very well-defended. The guards were also decked out in gear and well-trained from the looks of it. I didn't think rushing in to be a particularly sensible idea, and so unfortunately was unable to continue my search. As far as I know, the Monolith was built with funding from ex-Deter Lab employees. I had thought they already disappeared due to Nova Corporation's investigation. It seemed rather amazing that Deter has managed such an impressive edifice instead of supposedly being erased from existence!
  To the question of why your ex-squad members' dog tags appeared there, unfortunately I was unable to ascertain an answer. I can only confirm they are alive. Why discard the dog tags? I think most likely to hide their identities.
  By the way, in recognition of the great esteem in which I hold you as a client, I've done you the favor of omitting 1% of the fee for this task! I am also aware you have recently taken part in quite a number of Capsuler Cup matches and saved considerable funds alongside your new Hotshot rank. I'm impressed, young man! In return, may I ask whether you would be willing to assist me in getting my hands on some new Murphy weapons given your ex-company standing? I have a friend who'd be most interested.
From: Saisen (Cashier)

###  Eradicator

To: Yong
  Hey Yong, it's me.
  Stop your investigation. Stop trying to find us! Do you know what a fuss you and your friends have kicked up asking about us on every street corner? It's bringing a lot of heat. You almost destroyed a plan we'd been carefully organizing for years!
  Get over it. Murphy Security, Blackrock, they're gone now. What's so hard to understand?
  There's a reason we parted ways. I would have thought you'd have figured it out by now. So let's say you find us again. What then? We've been down this road once already. That's enough. You should be afraid of what will happen if you do find us again. We may have made some very different life choices. Got it?
  You were always the weakest link... Holding the squad back. Of course, we've been very impressed to see you're an Eradicator in Isle City now. Great job. But we're all in agreement that you're not a good fit for the team—you're impulsive and reckless. It's just too much trouble. We've got other plans. So please stop bugging us. Let's just go our separate ways!
  Drop. It.
From: ???

###  Enforcer

To: Yong
  Hey! I'm throwing a party tonight, and we're gonna have Pizza! Unlimited, endless pizza! Your favorite with all the ham you could ever want!
  Remember: my house tonight for some pizza! I'm celebrating with pizza for two reasons: first of all, you made it to the rank of Enforcer in the Capsuler Cup here in Isle City. With your Tactical Scope, we've just left everyone in the dust! It's been great taking on these tourneys with you.
  The second is I've got some good news. Saisen's report came my way. He was saying that your ex-squad members aren't the bad guys we're afraid of. In fact, it looks like they've joined the Onyx Monolith organization. In fact, they were the security guards that Saisen found when he tried to get close to the top! They seem to be investigating something. He's not sure what it is. What's even more interesting is that all the folks they've taken out recently seem to have one thing in common, which is they're ex-Deter Lab employees. So it looks like they're actually in a pretty dangerous line of work at the moment, and I'm guessing maybe that's why they basically told you to get lost. They're probably just trying to protect you! So I think you can afford to put the issue aside for now. Let's just focus on getting stronger so the next time they're in a situation, you'll be able to save them out of whatever situation they got themselves in.
  I'd really like to help you out if I can... Anyways, see ya tonight! I've got some Real Pizza just out of the oven. Pizza enough to heal all of your woes!
From: Maggie

## Character Stories

### Chapter 1

The alarm sounded with ear-splitting intensity in the underground base somewhere in Candelia Bay.

"Breach in the main hall!"

"Breach in the control room!"

"Breach in..."

The heavy security doors were soon blasted apart in an awe-inspiring wave of dust and smoke that cleared to reveal a lone figure in black and his impressive gun. The criminals in hiding behind any available cover at that moment had certainly not expected such a spritely young lad for the mercenary's first intruder.

"Target located, Cap. I'm going in!"

So declared the youth into his communicator as he barrel rolled into the targets now busily turning rifles in his direction. "Yong!"

A group of mercenaries in the same black uniform stormed in immediately to witness the spectacular sight of Yong leaping into the criminal underbrush like a finely wielded blade. Murphy's list of targets soon found themselves on the floor.

"Thanks for stopping by. Blackrock mission complete!"

Yong performed his customary two-finger forehead salute toward those lying on the floor. The intensity of the battle did not seem to phase him in the least.

"That's our Yong! Like a bull out of the gates!" Captain patted Yong forcefully over his shoulders, who winced slightly.

"Hey, I'm all about becoming the strongest merc of Candelia!"

Captain returned the eager expression on the young lad's face with a moment of reflectiveness, recalling their first meeting: when Yong was bound to a wheelchair.

### Chapter 2

That was well over a decade ago.

Yong started life as an average child of an average family tragically disrupted by an automobile accident at the age of eight. Deprived of his parents and legs in one terrible fell swoop, Yong was sent to an uncle's house reluctant to raise a nephew inconveniently bound to a wheelchair. So Yong endured the most difficult era of his life.

But Yong found an infinite wellspring of courage from somewhere deep within and decided to embrace a more positive outlook. Indeed, Yong was going to seize life by the bull horns and receive every new day as a gift from a universe that still had so much to offer.

That's how Yong found himself engaged in his first major standoff as he confronted a group of thieves that had just made off with an old woman's groceries. Yong shouted for them to stop, but the thugs responded by throwing Yong off his wheelchair down a back alley with a proper beating. Yet there was not a single moment where Yong thought of yielding or pleading for mercy. He would rather grit his teeth and endure.

"Interesting."

All of this had been observed by a rather gruff-looking hulk of a man with a toothpick in his mouth. He walked over to Yong as the thieves panicked and asked straightforwardly: "How would you like to be a mercenary, son?"

"A mercenary? How can I?"

"Easily. I think you'd be an excellent candidate." The well-built man just laughed, "Blackrock is always looking for the best young talents!"

Blackrock! Yong's eyes widened in absolute astonishment!

### Chapter 3

Blackrock is a mercenary group of Murphy Security, Candelia's most elite security company. It encompassed almost all of the world's top elite mercenaries and worked for Murphy only. Everyone knows Blackrock is where you go if you have deep enough pockets and something dangerous that needed doing.

The same man who later introduced himself to Yong as the captain of the said squad organized a set of extremely expensive bionic legs to supersede those lost to Yong's tragic past. Cybernetic enhancements were all the rage in those days and tended to offer superior functionality to "birth limbs." Newly revitalized, Yong found himself standing up for the first time in many years—ready for Cap's grueling training program and whatever it took. After having missed out on the use of his legs for so much of his life, Yong wasted no time in making up for lost ground.

"Hey Cap. We gotta move. What's the holdup?" said Yong: "Perfect scores on everything! I'm sure they'll let you retire on this one!"

"Why? So you get to be Captain?"

The jovial locker room banter was suddenly cut short by tragedy.

Yong and his fellow mercs will remember that day for the rest of their lives: the cybernetic attachment on a teammate's suit suddenly stabbed its wearer.

There was confused silence followed moments later by the ghastly sound of everyone's cybernetic implants going haywire. Chaos ensued as everyone was either attacked by their own implants or lost bodily control to implants and attacked their own companions.

Yong initially had no idea what had happened. He glanced down in panic at his own bionic legs long enough to note the initials signifying a first-generation implant. He'd not replaced them in all these years.

Yong watched on in horror as his teammates' implants went berserk alongside those of the defeated criminals. It was a scene straight out of someone's worst nightmares.

"Watch out, Yong!"

Yong looked over. Captain and his implants were coming straight for him!

### Chapter 4

Yong ducked out of the way, catching the Captain off balance, who seemed in that instant to recover control for just a moment.

"Help me get this damn thing off!"

Yong might have been the only person unaffected by the madness and quickly realized what had to be done. He raced toward the Captain's cybernetic implants and ripped each out with all his strength.

Something had gone terribly wrong. Whatever it was, Yong didn't have the luxury of figuring it out. He lifted Captain on his back and hightailed it out of there along with the few other teammates who'd managed to rip their implants off in time.

"Just put me down, Yong..."

Yong could hear the audible weakness in Cap's voice near his head, a prospect yet more terrifying than ordinary battle wounds.

"No! Cap, just hold on, it's gonna be alright!"

Who was he kidding? They had hoped to get to the hospital, but of course the entire city and probably the whole world had been affected. Thousands of cybernetic implants gone haywire had shut down every city block. The best Yong could hope for in all the chaos was simply to escort his squad to an old safehouse.

Yong quietly stripped the shelves for supplies and medicines, and applied bandages where they were needed as it dawned on him that he had just become Blackrock's last warrior.

It was a few days later when Yong first heard the words "Cybernetics Crisis" from a working satellite broadcast.

### Chapter 5

The crisis was even worse than Yong had feared. Society's near collapse in the chaos was followed swiftly by chaotic weather patterns as humanity's weather-altering machines went haywire. Yong's group were better equipped than most to handle this new unpredictable environment, but differences of opinion soon emerged.

Yong had always cast a compassionate eye on the other survivors of the Crisis and was even occasionally willing to part with some of the squad's precious supplies for those in need. His teammates had other priorities, culminating in an incident where Yong intervened to stop a fellow teammate from taking another group's supplies.

"We got to put ourselves first if we wanna survive!"

"What's the point of survival without honor and decency?!"

In spite of the captain's dissuasion, Yong left the squad.

As fate would have it, his squad members encountered a very powerful band of roving scavengers that night. Sensing a commotion, Yong doubled back to find the captain had been thoroughly surrounded.

"Stay back!"

"No mercenary worth his salt runs when he can help it!" Yong charged into the fray to fight with his old captain back to back, as he had in many battles before.

But Yong was hurt. Without any other cover, he tipped himself over the edge of a cliff. And that was the last he saw of his former teammates.

The wandering Yong spent some time scavenging for supplies in the wilderness as he tried to find an outpost of functioning human civilization, a journey that eventually led him to Isle City. Here, there were plentiful enough supplies for his first-generation legs and all the reasons he needed to stay.

Yong had somehow found himself back into the humdrum world of civilian life and friendships that extended beyond battles—such as with a cheerful pizza delivery girl and a garbage handler. Yong is certainly grateful for this orderly new life, but will never forget the years spent in the mercenary corps nor give up his search for his lost Blackrock companions.

For Yong believes he will find them again one day.