Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Summer 2024
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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[attr="class","slowdancetext"] The ever-increasing terror activity inevitably meant an influx of work inside the hunter division. The inner gears of the organization proceeded with regular patrols and follow-ups on sightings provided by the citizens of Lorsette. Nonetheless, the dutiful work of TRS members would hardly receive ease until everything wound down into the winter. Thus, the temporary pressures of the tourist-heavy months remained a weighty burden. Fortunately, the busier days were not fruitless in the gifts they bore on the daily.
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Heightened terror activity undoubtedly led to plenty of opportunities. Lurking terrors meant the following of Assembly members to assist with the twisted endeavours. A single chance allowed for steps and leaps ahead should the proper information be secured by the members. At least, until the Assembly rearranged their plans in favour of remaining unpredictable. Nonetheless, uncovering their secrets allowed for knowledge around what they wished to tackle and additionally what could further their plans. An opportunity for insight on the enemy was beyond useful.
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A single arrest provided plenty of questionable treasures in an Assembly soldier's pockets. From encrypted notes, a cellphone, a peculiar device (fortunately confirmed as not being an explosive) and various peculiar objects with symbols across their forms. Each object, after careful inspection from the forensics team, was placed cautiously into a case for scout analysis. Any DNA evidence had already been conducted and with the forensics team being based around the analyzing of crime scenes and evidence to differentiate between terror or human attacks, they were oftentimes behind.
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Therefore, the process of unencrypting the codes and devices would be handed off to the well-versed scouts. Though, despite his division, Entoan discovered himself charged with the delivery of the parcel. A reasonable move given the circumstances surrounding the capture of the Assembly soldier. The TRS hunter narrowly noticed the shady man fiddling with something by the side of a building. His encapsulated attention on the matter at hand allowed for observations, however, ultimately everything boiled down into an abrupt fight.
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While the witness evidence could only account for minimal actions, there were hopes the sighting could grant insight as to the objects use and the devised plans. A colourful cast of characters existed among the Assembly, each possessing darkened hues as they went about their sickening ploys. The plastic container was held by both hands as Entoan moved through the halls, steady as he passed familiar faces. His destination for the box of various curiosities was the scouting division where he would hand them off and into the custody of unit 3's scout deputy.
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There, the items would be examined and decrypted where possible and provide indicators to the mysteries of Assembly's future endeavours. Admittedly, a sense of excitement played in Entoan's mind at the thought of those discoveries. A thin smirk played across the blue-haired man's lips, his single eye possessing a glimmer of exhilaration at the thought. He joined the TRS with intentions of eradicating the cruel Assembly and spare the innocence of the world where plausible, thus the box was considered a treasure trove of potential missions.
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A familiar threshold entered the blue-eyed man's gaze. Measured steps carried him towards the door, the box being shuffled into a one-armed grip. The blue-headed serpent rapped on the door, the knock echoing through the hallway and carrying into the office.
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"Hey, Deputy Ohm, I have some stuff for the scouts to process," he called from beyond the door.
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Despite the accomplishment of the knock, Entoan's hand instantly dropped to the office's door handle. In a smooth motion, he twisted it, attempting to push through the door. The TRS elite desired to pass off the container of useful items to begin the processing of information. Thus, while there were risks of clicking locks or a potential absence from the office, Entoan merely planned on allowing himself in if the possibility existed.
The high levels of terror activity always meant one thing for him, work, constant work without breaks, and work meant pain. If he could, he would rather stay home and do something else, but duty called. His presence was required, especially in times like this. It was during times like these where the TRS was under pressure the most, the presence of tourists was the best opportunity to show up and wreck the party. His job consisted of verifying reports, relaying information to the rest of the scouts, and ensuring they were no leaks on the unit's network. The last thing they needed was for the enemy to hear out their plans and strategies. Intel-gathering playing a vital role in their war, they had to know what the enemy was up and predict their movements. Taking down the enemy before they had a chance to react was an effective way to win a battle and the easiest one at that.
They were times where suspects were arrested and interrogated, sometimes they would learn useful information and sometimes they would learn nothing at all. While he hadn't originally joined the TRS as a Scout, but instead worked in the Hunter Division before transferring after the incident. Charles had picked up several skills as a scout throughout the years, after all, someone like him wouldn't be able to reach the rank of Deputy.
At the time of Entoan's arrival, Charles was currently analyzing some data that had been obtained by a few scouts on the field, but unfortunately, it wasn't anything special. This was followed by a knock on the door and then the doorknob getting twisted, someone had entered and required his attention. "...Hm? Let's see it then, take a seat... I'll get to analyzing it shortly." He said, welcoming Entoan into the room. Considering the previous analysis proved to be a failure, the arrival of the Elite Hunter with additional things to analyze lifted his mood a bit. Maybe something interesting would come out of this. "It's rare for an Elite Hunter to show up here, but I assume it's because you have something good to show." The Scout Deputy commented on his presence, a yawn followed, but it was by his hand briefly. One could assume that he was tired, but in fact, Charles is like this 90% of the time. Perhaps, what Entoan brought with him would lift his spirits and remove the dead look in his eyes.
Resistance was nonexistent as Entoan twisted the doorknob and pushed through the threshold. The single-action boded excellently for the elite hunter's intentions. The blue-haired serpent craved the opportunity to gather the required information and carry out the necessary actions to follow. Thwarting the Assembly's cruel actions brought surges of pride to the single-eyed man, thus a smile played across his slender lips as Entoan entered the scout's office. Already, his blue gaze shifted about, curiosity sparking in his icy hue.
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Upon walking through the doorway, Entoan's eye managed to capture the scout deputy, Charles Ohm, in his sight. There was little the elite hunter knew of Scout Deputy Ohm, however, it was sensible given circumstance. As a TRS hunter, Entoan was far more familiar with the inner workings of the TRS third unit's higher-ups. The unit's sergeant, Severus Cross, was effectively a younger brother to him then he got along fine with Lieutenant Halogan. However, the other divisions remained relatively limited in connection until moments required in tandem working; if anything, he was more familiar with the workers beneath the higher-ups.
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As the seat was offered, Entoan nodded, closing the door and settling himself down. Instinctively, the blue-haired man placed a leg over his other, balancing the plastic bin atop his leg. The hunter's smile broadened as Charles mentioned the presence of an elite being rare, especially for simple deliveries. The icy-eyed hunter was unbothered by the covered yawn. As one fortunately spared of paperwork, he nonetheless overheard the gripes of it from his lieutenant on many occasions.
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"You could say that," he began, leaning back and clicking his tongue a few times. "I was around when we caught the fella with all this stuff. So, I have some visual descriptors on what he was doing with some of these things, however, we're not sure what they are for. Heck, for all we know, it has nothin' to do with TRS, but we're hoping they do."
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A gentle sigh escaped the elite hunter's lips as his smile dissipated. Being a single step ahead of the Assembly... it would be a treasure any well-meaning TRS hunter wished for, and Entoan was considered one. A man who joined in the aftermath of his parents' demise at the edge of a terror's claws, he wanted to spare others from the cruelty he faced. Tortured by emotions and his loneliness, alongside the struggles of losing an eye, it was terrible.
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"Hopefully we can get a step ahead of them... All this nonsense during summer makes it so we could use some perfected wins rather than handling the aftermath or emergencies."
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The elite hunter's words held a more serious tone compared to his initial greeting. To reign in triumph over the Assembly of Phantoms was a paramount goal in assuring setbacks in the enemy organization. Any defeats faced by the TRS would allow AP a step forward, and there was little they could afford.
Charles remained behind his desk, as he waited for the entrance of the Elite Hunter to his office. He didn't know much about him, but he was aware of his rank as an Elite Hunter. The Deputy was lazy, but not ignorant when it came to information gathering. He had a brief knowledge about the people conformed to the unit he was in. Although, sometimes he would rather just act like he doesn't know anything. The countless hours of paperwork had always been a pain for him, reading reports, analyzing data obtained from the field, and coordinating scouts were draining. One could argue that was the reason why he looked so tired and always acted so lazily. He just lived with it, and today it was just another day on the job. Maybe something interesting will come out of it.
"Eh, that's true... He may just be some random criminal that has nothing to do with what we are looking for." He replied, Entoan was right about it. Most reports and people they found resulted in being petty criminals that the TRS had no interest in investigating. The Scout Deputy highly doubt that an AP infiltrator will be easy prey to catch, if he was a member of the AP then he would send in his smartest and most capable members to infiltrate the enemy. Minimizing the possibility of getting compromised was important. Intelligence played an important factor against the war with the terrors and the AP. Charles looked at the things that Entoan had brought. "Hopefully, it will make things a lot easier for us. Most of the reports that come here just consist of things that end up in a dead-end or are simply not related to what we are looking for. All of our efforts are ultimately pointless if we can't predict where they are going to attack. How did the guy look like? Did you manage to ask him some questions or obtained anything aside from these things?" For him, getting asked a bunch of questions was partially annoying. He felt like Entoan would maybe feel the same, but the more he knew the better. If he received a bit more context regarding what occurred then he will get a deduction.
Between one of the things that had been handed to him, there was something that particularly got his attention. A radio, in there, was a paper that had a cipher text in it. Whatever that piece of paper has, it was encrypted. He was familiar with the types of ciphers the AP used to relay messages to their informants and agents. This was often used to camouflage messages and prevent them from potentially grabbing the attention of TRS Hunters or anyone who could potentially report their activity to the TRS. "It appears there's ciphertext here that has been encrypted. It's going to take me at least a few minutes to figure what it says." As much of annoyance it was, work was work at the end of the day. It was unusual for a petty criminal to carry something like this, though. So maybe they were dealing with someone that was working for the AP to a certain degree.
[attr="class","slowdancetext"] Opportunities to get ahead of the Assembly of Phantoms were a craving. Memories of previous expressions from surprised and befuddled AP members crossed Entoan’s mind blissfully. Those few chances where he could cut off their plans summoned pure dopamine within him. Each foiled attempt in their treachery was another opportunity to feel the enacting of vengeance towards Zeredah for his own losses. The excitement derived from a new opportunity left a subtle bouncing of Entoan’s leg, inaudible, but nonetheless noticeable to a searching eye.
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The blue-haired man leaned back into his chair, elbows settling onto the arm rails. A smirk stayed across his face at the mention of the man being a random criminal. While Entoan recognized the member as AP, it, unfortunately, meant little in the grand scheme of things. People had ulterior motives, plans manifested in the darkest corners and unrelated to their Assembly affairs entirely. There were no guarantees in the world of hunting Zeredah’s followers. It was a cruel reality forged from the many criminal ties within the Assembly of Phantoms.
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“Not to mention, they aren’t always carrying out work for the Assembly,” he sighed quietly. “If it makes you feel more confident, I did recognize them. So they are a soldier, but sometimes that means nothing.”
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A leak in Assembly information was all they required to manage those well-needed little victories. Those wins hopefully come to compile themselves into full-blown successes. The serpent nodded at the deputy's words, both being hopeful of the same over-arching goal. Shortly afterwards, the questions began for the sought-after information. The one-eyed man provided his coworker a nod in response.
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"Fuzzy black hair, wild as hell. He had dark eyes and a little mole above the right corner of his mouth, then very pale skin," the blue-haired man explained. "Yeah, but he clammed right up. Even spat at one of the interrogators, so I don't think he's interested in giving us anything."
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A gentle sigh breathed through Entoan's lips, his leg ceasing for a moment as his elbow created a seat for his head. Quietly, he observed the deputy's work, his brilliant blue hues watching the inspection. Cleverly, Charles went about his work, Entoan watching as the scout discovered a piece of paper within the radio.
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"Mmm, someone knows where to look. Only a minute in and you already found something." he chuckled. "Hopefully not long enough for the Assembly to kick off their plans."
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The serpent was a little impressed by the scout's quick thinking. Ciphertexts possessed the opportunity of having those well-needed connections. Curiosity flickered in the elite hunter's eyes as he observed Charles' steady work on the provided objects.
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