Yan Vismok TF

Yan is a light-skinned young man sporting white hair with black streaks tied into a long side ponytail. Much like other notable members of the Index, he dons a white cloak fitted with gold ornaments over a black suit. As a Messenger, Yan was bestowed a personalized greatsword adorned with golden chains and a lock.

Despite being a Messenger of the Index, Yan differs noticeably from his associates, being much more skeptical and choosing to view the Prescripts as a mere ordinance with no higher significance to it instead of revering them. He's largely somber and ceremonious, but he also expresses discomfort at the lengths some citizens have to go in order to carry out their Prescripts as well as sympathizing with their woes. He cares for others, including his enemies, as he pleads with the Thumb not to assault the Library, as that would severely weaken their forces in Nest L, even if that'd bring him nearly to death.

It's later revealed that Yan had experiences carrying out abhorrent acts under the guidance of Prescripts before becoming a Messenger, causing him to hate it. Resultantly, he wants to show his free will by forging Prescripts for others instead of letting them follow the Prescripts' will.

After falling into despair and distorting, Yan becomes a mindless drone, having been shown that his own will simply ended up being assimilated into the will of the City, and thus only attempts to find purpose and direction in the Prescripts by following them.

After distorting, Yan becomes a towering, mannequin-like creature. It bears the white color and gold accents of the Index, along with black ink stains. His skull is broken where his face would be, revealing a gold padlock on its place, and has a similar ponytail made of a cloth tied to the side. On his chest his robe is torn, revealing what seems to be a loom of glowing blue strings, similar to the ones where the Prescripts are created. Instead of limbs, he had a pair of gold chains that connect a pair of gigantic claws drenched in ink, having the same padlock and chains that his greatsword had. Whenever he speaks, his voice is drowned out by the sounds of typewriter keys.

During his time as a follower of the Index, Yan's faith in the Prescripts was put into question as he carried out dreadful orders, some of which resulted in the deaths of his friends and family, until one day he was bestowed the rank of Messenger. Feeling resentful, Yan took to fabricating Prescripts as an expression of free will.

Delivering Prescripts to a multitude of citizens. During one of the encounters, he assists a girl with carrying out the order of sneaking needles into a friend's birthday cake by pointing out that warning her friend about the trap does not go against the Prescript. Yan also attempts to comfort an old man faced with one of the more gruesome orders, and is seemingly pained at a young man's enthusiastic praising of the Index's ways due to receiving a rather easy Prescript, with the Messenger stating that "nothing is truly free in this City"

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Gloria is by the far the tallest of the three Proxies and appears to have a completely mechanical body. Their bulky, oblong form is almost completely obscured by a large white Index cloak with a golden collar and badge, revealing only their head and five mechanical arms. Their flat, circular head is connected to a long, segmented neck, which has two pipes, producing what appears to be steam or smoke, connecting from the darkness of their cloak. The front of Gloria's head sports a dark hole with a red pupil which acts as their "eye", and changes shape and color depending on their mood. Their choice of weaponry lie beyond the reaches of what can be seen by their cloak, but when attacking something (either in a prebattle cutscene or in battle against the Library,) they wield a set of 5 identical triangular daggers.

Gloria has a bizarrely upbeat, enthusiastic personality, contrasting with the somber and serious personality of the other Proxies. They also seem very nonchalant about carrying out Prescripts, keeping a bubbly disposition no matter how gruesome the task given appears to be.

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The Index is one of the Five Fingers, the five most powerful Syndicates in the City with enough influence to rival the Wings. Of the Fingers, they stand out for their fatalistic and dogmatic beliefs, centered around following mysterious, seemingly random tasks delivered to them known as the Prescripts.

stamping the new Prescripts before sending them by a system of pneumatic tubes to a Messenger to be delivered.[12]

Prescripts Prescripts are created in massive underground vaults by a pendulum with ink in it, which is linked up to move according to a very advanced seismograph. This mechanism absorbs all vibration in the city, from explosions to breathing, and effectively forms a city-wide surveillance network. This pendulum writes in a nonsense-language on cloth, which is processed and decoded by hundreds of spinning wheels, weaving it into a readable Prescript. It is then stamped and shuttled to a Messenger by a pneumatic tube system.

The Prescripts are said to represent the will of the city. Whether this is true or not, or what such a statement would even mean, is unknown, however it is undeniable that the Prescripts are far more coherent and knowledgeable than their chaotic method of creation would imply. It is possible that the prescripts themselves are a god of the city, created from people's wish to follow instructions and to be free from the responsibility of forging their own path in life, though again what this would mean is uncertain.

Worthy of note is the fact that, as intelligent as the Prescripts are, they do not seem to have much care for their followers, oftentimes giving them seemingly impossible instructions or directives that would lead to their death or the sacrifice of their normal life. For example, the Prescript to follow Yan's fake Prescripts led to the deaths of three Proxies and many of their Proselytes, as well as the loss of their foothold in L-Corp's nest. Regardless of this, rigid adherence to the Prescripts gives the members of the Index order and stability in much the same way as the strict hierarchy of the Thumb.

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Esther appears to wear a long white coat over a black suit that buttons up to his diaphragm. Compared to the other proxies, Esther is quite tall, but not as tall as Gloria. On the back of his belt he wields a black Longsword-like sword that he uses in battle. His hair is very long and straight, which also covers his right eye. Along with the other proxies he also sports some metal on his collar of the cloak, his shoes, his sword, and a button holding up the cloak on his right shoulder with a piece of string. On his left shoulder vague marks of metal can be seen, similar to that of a higher-up military official.

Unlike the other 2 proxies and the messenger, Yan, Esther remains cold and calculated in his word choice and delivery. His opinion of prescripts as the system of IndexProselytesIcon.pngThe Index remains neutral and he does not object to loopholes being made to circumvent the task of the prescript. Even beyond death, he still accepts the prescript as his ultimate destiny.

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Hubert is an imposing man with short black hair and dark eyes. He wears the uniform of the Index Proxies, consisting of a long white coat embellished with a gold collar and fastener, on top of a black suit with golden accents. Additionally, he dons a metal mask that covers his nose and mouth. He has a vertical scar over his left eye.

Hubert wears golden gauntlets that appear to change shape to suit combat, as shown by his combat pages 'Somber Procuration' and 'Decapitation'.

Hubert is one of the more quiet Proxies, following the Prescript with no resistance and completing each job to the agreed consensus of Gloria and Esther. He follows the prescript to its description, but counters action when the Prescript has been followed, as noted by Hubert's comment that the Prescript did not specify to bring down the speared bodies the Prescript ordered dead, as asked by the Blue Reverberation. Like Esther, he does not show anger at his co-worker's betrayal, and reminds Gloria that what matters is that the Prescript is followed.

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Moirai is a tall woman with a pale complexion and ivory white eyes. She has short, chestnut brown hair with a midpart along her left ear. She wears a long black gown with sleeves that terminate into fingerless gloves, and black boots underneath. Over her gown, she wears a white hooded Index cloak which is fastened with a golden clasp.

Moirai has a carefree attitude, as shown when she welcomed Yan in the facility and her response to his confrontation about the brutal state of the Prescripts.