Click

Appearance: Click is a 19 year old man of average height [5'10” or 70inches or 177cm] and slim physique. His complextion is pale and lacks the rosy colour of life in his cheeks, which may be due to his ghostly state. He has short ruffled charcoal black and dark brown hair that's a little unruly, reaching halfway down the back of his neck and thin dark eyebrows to match. His eyes are drowsy with light eyebags, subtle naturally winged eyelashes, charcoal grey irises and unique white pupils that suspiciously look akin to camera lenses upon close inspection. But they're just Click's eyes. He is not super expressive facially and tends to look dazed or bewildered. Usually wears clothing that is appropriate for a journalist in a warzone. White button up shirt, dull cameo green long sleeved jacket held closed by a tight belt, a tan tattered scarf around his neck that seems to float at the ends in an otherworldly way, cuffed beige pants and dark dress shoes. A photography case [There is nothing special about its design and the colors, but it is made of materials which are sturdy enough to survive all kinds of extreme cases.], Theia VI camera [A worn and damaged camera. Generally speaking, every photographer is supposed to take good care of their camera, but this photographer should be pardoned for failing to keep his camera in good condition, given the nature of his job.] and film [This is not an arcane item that would capture your soul at the click. It is much more precious than that.] are almost always carried with him. Click’s equipment, steeped in history and meaning, is a testament to his dedication to his craft. The Theia VI Camera, his most cherished possession, is not just a tool but a companion that has weathered the storm of warfare. Despite its unassuming design, it is constructed from materials that defy the harshest conditions. Click’s camera is not just an arcane item; it is a relic of resilience, capturing not just images but the essence of survival.

Personality: A "special" war correspondent. It's not a bad thing to be a ghost. At least he can take a photo without being noticed. But it might not be that nice to others. Click always chatters about his principles of photography: to fully concentrate on the subject, to get as close as possible to the site, do not draw the attention of the subject... Eventually, he is able to exercise the principles. He is transparent now, and became the best on-the-scene witness.

Backstory: Born June 28, Click is from the 1940s and an unknown location. In the annals of history, there are those whose experiences transcend the ordinary, individuals who bear witness to the most profound and life-altering events. Click, a Spirit Arcanist, is one such extraordinary figure whose life’s journey is both haunting and awe-inspiring. Click, originally known as a World War II photographer, had his lens focused on the horrors of war. His camera bore witness to the devastation and cruelty that unfolded during one of the most cataclysmic events in human history. As an unrelenting chronicler of the battlefield, Click ventured into the heart of danger, capturing brutal moments that would awaken the world to the stark reality of warfare. The camera was his instrument of truth, and it revealed the world in its rawest, most unfiltered form. Missiles, gunfire, shattered buildings, and countless lives forever changed by the horrors of war were immortalized by his lens. Click’s dedication to his craft and his quest for the truth led him into the abyss of cold, unforgiving reality, and his journey mirrored the very essence of war itself. People always fail to recognize a mass atrocity when they are a part of it. From things as small as "art" left by tourists on ancient steles, to the lynchings in the square, or even more typically, full-scale wars. It always takes a long time before they finally feel the pain and truly reflect on what they have done. WWII was exactly a mixture of these tragedies. The camera has faithfully recorded the cruelty of war: missiles, gunfire, building ruins, and countless sufferings. In front of these seemingly black-and-white yet in fact bloody photos, people finally came to their senses. In order to obtain these photos and wake the people up, he had to get closer and closer to dangers and capture those brutal moments, until his body became as cold as reality. Click’s connection with the camera went beyond mere documentation; it delved into the realm of the arcane. His transformation into a Spirit Arcanist is a testament to the profound impact of his work. The camera, once a tool of observation, became a conduit for the supernatural. His journey gave birth to abilities that transcended the ordinary and bridged the gap between the seen and the unseen. As a ghost, Click gets to be more than a war correspondent. The subjects in his films are getting more diverse: 'The Boy Holding An Umbrella Is Still At Work', 'Race of Ms. Checker Pattern and Carbuncle' and more. When asked about memories of his birthdays, Click recalled all the dangerous escapes during the war, which he didn't feel like talking about. It's rather heavily implied that Click died due to a bomb hitting the crumbling area that he was in, resulting in his ghostly state of being.