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Lumen

Medic — Therapist

Has a large healing range, but the healing amount on farther targets is reduced to 80%

II09
Ranged
Healing
Support

Lv.

/ 90

Bonuses

[Code Name] Lumen
[Gender] Male
[Combat Experience] None
[Place of Birth] Iberia
[Date of Birth] June 12
[Race] Ægir
[Height] 177cm
[Infection Status]
Medical tests have confirmed that no infection is present.

[Physical Strength] Normal
[Mobility] Normal
[Physical Resilience] Standard
[Tactical Acumen] Normal
[Combat Skill] Normal
[Originium Arts Assimilation] Normal

Lumen, on the recommendation of Elysium and Kal'tsit, is now working as a Rhodes Island operator in Iberia, helping render medical aid to Infected persons in Iberia's territories. Additionally, Lumen will also participate in joint meetings between Rhodes Island, Ægir, and the Inquisition, offering suggestions based on his own perspectives and working with all parties to find a possibility of mutual aid in the face of future contingencies.

Imaging tests reveal clear, normal outlines of internal organs, and no abnormal shadows have been detected. Originium granules have not been detected in the circulatory system and there is no sign of infection. At this time, the operator is believed to be uninfected.

[Cell-Originium Assimilation] 0%
Operator Lumen shows no signs of Originium infection.

[Blood Originium-Crystal Density] 0.12u/L
Operator Lumen rarely comes into contact with Originium. He fully understands how to take care of others, but we hope he can pay a bit more attention to his own health and not overexert himself.

Operator Lumen, real name Jordi Fontanarossa, was born in an Iberian town on the decline named Gran Faro, and has long worked there as a caretaker for the local church. Perhaps because his guardian there was the town's mayor, Lumen's status as an Ægir Islander did not bring him any trouble for a long time, a rare occurrence in areas under the direct control of the Inquisition.
However, a more likely possibility is, the person most responsible for Lumen's peaceful life is himself. Putting aside his identity or profession, this operator has an innate affinity for carefully paying attention to the needs of each person around him, and reaching out at the right time. Even if his ability to help is limited, Lumen is more than willing to be a kind and compassionate listener. Even more remarkably, he seems not to understand how precious his ability to develop sincere and strong relationships with everyone really is.
We should be thankful that such a rare quality took root and blossomed in Iberia, a place where life can normally be described as harrowing and harsh.

Gran Faro is a special town that once carried a whole generation's dreams of revitalization. They tried to build a fort here and once again challenge the unknown dangers of the depths brought about after the Profound Silence. Lumen's biological parents as well as Mayor Thiago, who would later look after Lumen, were all part of this project. According to Lumen's onboarding documents, his parents participated in this project as lighthouse engineers tasked with rebuilding the connection with the 'Eye of Iberia,' a lighthouse stranded in the ocean, in order to pave a way back to the ocean for the people who were unwilling to relent to calamity. They continued to believe that their work would bear fruit, even giving their lives to the cause. In an operation that was later deemed to be too reckless and ambitious, the two engineers and an entire operation team disappeared into the thick fog.
However, after countless investments of time, faith, and blood, this plan was eventually abandoned. On one fateful night, the Inquisition cleaned out almost the entire town, taking away most of the Ægir Islanders. In a report that followed, the Inquisition claimed that some of the Ægir workers in the town had been corrupted by the Church of the Deep, that their foul conspiracy had been sundered, and that that just punishment had been meted out.
Lumen said that he was too young to be able to provide us with more information about this part of Gran Faro's history. But according to our information, Mayor Thiago's wife, an Ægir named 'Marin,' was taken from the town during the turmoil and never returned.
It may well be the case that nobody will ever know the full truth of that incident, now sealed away in some file cabinet in the Inquisition; it may also be the harsh reality that the truth no longer matters. Be it any of the witnesses of this event, or Lumen himself, only one choice remains: continue to live on, and try to prove that there is still a purpose to living.

Lumen does not have many opportunities to visit Rhodes Island, as his work with the Inquisition does not allow him to come and go as he pleases. However, when these opportunities do come by and he gets to stay on the ship for a period of time, Lumen will almost always spend a lot of time in the Intelligence Processing Room. He thoroughly enjoys watching operation records and shows great reverence and enthusiasm towards the Doctor, as well as the operators featured in those records. Those experiences that we take for granted are legendary tales for Lumen, who stayed exclusively in his hometown since he was born.
Lumen always describes himself as an ordinary person, and seems to harbor a hidden fear in his heart about becoming an operator of Rhodes Island. Despite that, just about every operator is more than willing to work alongside Lumen. Indeed, Lumen's body and spirit are no different from ordinary people. He cannot release powerful Originium Arts, and is not an expert in any academic field. Beyond that, however, he still possesses certain qualities that are less obvious, but no less important to us: for example, extending kindness to all irrespective of identity, a determination to always keep moving forward, and courage in times of desperation.
Rhodes Island is not, and should never be, a place reserved for the 'elite.' While some of our operators do have incredible abilities, and others hold prestigious positions, our cause is not just driven by these people. Every single person who aspires to make this world a better place, every little bit of power they can contribute, enables us to stand up to this hardship-choked land.
So, when you find Lumen toiling away in the training grounds, or hard at work delving into the complexities of Originium Arts to no avail, it won't hurt to bring him a bottle of water and pat him on the back.
After all, every little bit of progress he makes is apparent to all of us.

[Classified Log]
'Lord Carmen...'
'Jordi, starting today, you will become my disciple.'
'Y-Yes, sir.'
'This is not some sort of reward or repayment, young man. I also don't have any great expectations for you. Frankly speaking, what you bring to the table is completely mediocre, and there's nothing else worth commending other than the little bit of medical common sense you possess. You don't even have the qualifications to be drafted into the Penal Battalion.'
'Yessir, you're absolutely right.'
'Yet you still stand here in front of me.'
'I...'
'I know what you're thinking. You deem yourself a symbol, proof that the Inquisition is changing itself, proof that Iberia is extending its hand to Ægir by recruiting an Ægirian into its ranks.'
'......'
'Let me ask you this, Jordi. Why did you choose to go to the Stultifera? What were you searching for there?'
'I don't know. I just...'
'You saw Dario die on that island with your own eyes. What do you think the Inquisition's sword and lantern exist for? Answer me, Ægir. Look at my eyes, and answer me.'
'They exist... so that the people have the energy to wipe the dirt off their faces, Lord Carmen.'
'What are you talking about?'
'Erm, I didn't express myself very well...'
'You said, so the people have the energy to wipe the dirt off their faces.'
'......'
'There is no way for you to become a warrior. But starting from now, I will still instruct you and train you. You must become worthy of the Inquisition's burden, and you must learn to become a part of our ranks.'
'I, I know.'
'Follow me, disciple. Don't forget what you told me today.'
'Yes, Lord Carmen...'
'Starting from today, you are to call me Master.'

Jordi occasionally shows up at the workshop to fiddle with some odd trinkets. His level of experience is far too rudimentary, not even mentioning his technique. Even the way he holds his tools is awkward. But, the things he makes are indeed rather interesting. I asked to borrow a couple samples of his work so I could study them. They were some kind of light-emitting unit, but their light was so weak that they had no practical use. However, I can barely even speculate as to how something like that works in the first place. It seems connected to the Originium technology we are used to, yet its technical route uses an entirely different paradigm. He said, those things were based on what he saw from his parents' notes, a cheap knockoff of the lighting units used in those fabled Iberian lighthouses.
Those notes may well be worth researching. I once had the privilege of seeing some technology brought over by a great Ægirian, and Jordi's engineering method seems to be a combination of Ægir and Originium technology. However...
Wait, hold on, if what he said is true, he learned how to make these things purely by looking over some notes?
––Engineering Department Operator

1825

ATK

585

DEF

141

RES

Cost

ATK Interval

2.85 sec

Block

Redeploy

80 sec

Talents

An Everyman's Wish
Healing targets gain status resistance for 4 seconds. If the target's HP is above 75%, they gain status resistance for 6 seconds instead.
Quick Fix
When an ally within range receives a negative status, heal them for 80% of Lumen's ATK. 12 seconds cooldown.

Skills

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In Drizzle, Privation
Auto RecoveryAuto Activation
Lv.
SP Cost
10
The next attack causes the target and nearby allies to receive healing equal to 55% of Lumen's ATK every second for 5 seconds
aura.heal_scale
0.55
aura.projectile_life_time
5
aura.interval
1
In Downpour, Grace
Auto RecoveryManual Activation
Lv.
Initial SP
5
SP Cost
13
Restore HP equal to 260% ATK to 3 allies within range;
Charged effect: Remove negative statuses from targets
heal_scale
2.6
max_target
3
This Lantern Undying
Auto RecoveryManual Activation
Lv.
SP Cost
50
Ammo
8
ATK +55%, ASPD +30, prioritizes healing units with negative statuses; ammo is consumed if the target has a negative status, increasing healing to 200% of ATK, and removing negative statuses from the target.
Attack has <@ba.vup>8 ammo. Skill ends when all ammo is used (can manually deactivate skill)
attack_speed
30
heal_scale
2
attack@trigger_time
8
atk
0.55

Modules

ORIGINAL
Lumen's Badge
Module Selected
Operator Lumen has demonstrated a remarkable aptitude for wide-range healing in tandem with endowment of effects of benefit upon Operators.
The Field Operations Department has thus passed the following resolution:
This operator shall be appointed a Medic Operator during field operations to exercise Therapist responsibilities.
In witness whereof,
This badge is hereby conferred upon the above named.

WAH-X

Spyglass

Select Module

Stage	Stats	Upgrade Description
1	HP +120 ATK +30	Therapist Trait Has a large healing range, but the healing amount on farther targets is reduced to 80% Gain status resistance, and become less likely to be attacked
2	HP +140 ATK +40	An Everyman's Wish Healing targets gain status resistance for 5 seconds. If the target's HP is above 75%, they gain status resistance for 7 seconds instead.
3	HP +160 ATK +45	An Everyman's Wish Healing targets gain status resistance for 5 seconds. If the target's HP is above 75%, they gain status resistance for 8 seconds instead.

On Jordi's lower leg is an already almost indiscernible scar, left when he was nine years old.
Young Jordi always loved to sit on the benches that lined the town plaza, hugging his knees, spacing out as he stared at the lighthouse statue in the plaza's center. Whenever he did, he did so for the whole day. Jordi had carefully chosen his position, and watching from this angle at sunset, the sinking sun in the west would line up with the tip of the lighthouse for the briefest moment, like this tiny little lighthouse too had come alight.
Regrettably, it was a fleeting scene, and in the span of a few short breaths, the lighthouse statue would once again go out. Everything about it would be rapidly shrouded in shadow, engulfed by darkness. What he had just witnessed was much like an illusion, gone without a trace.
Fortunately, the sun would rise as it did before the next day, and the lighthouse would come alight again. Just for a moment, of course.
On the day of his ninth birthday, Jordi decided to do something big. He wanted to grab hold of something more lasting. He'd try and see for himself what the town's elder workers were so proud of yet kept so secret, see for himself the colossal structure the parents he'd never met had disappeared in, see for himself that true 'Eye of Iberia.' Jordi began to climb the statue in the plaza, believing as long as he stood on its top, he'd be able to see the true rays of the lighthouse piercing through the fog. He clambered inch by inch, hearing the passersby in the plaza shrieking frantically, but the top was right there before him, he just had to make one final leap...
Jordi suddenly felt himself falling—the protrusion he'd used as footing likely crumbled—but why he was falling was no longer important. Jordi had struggled so he could cast his sight far away. Even if it was only for a split-second, he wanted to see it.
Nothing. There was nothing. The fog was like a gauze, covering all upon the surface of the sea.
When Jordi came to, he was already back at home, his leg bandaged, the scent of meat porridge pervading the room. Hearing the sound of Jordi turning over, Thiago poked his body out of the kitchen. Jordi thought he'd be in for a ferocious scolding, but Thiago simply stared at him for a moment, let out a sigh, and pointed in the direction of the desk. There was laid a spyglass, glittering in alluring bronze.
That was a bygone affair, years and years ago, and now the scar has even faded. Only the small town's plaza seems to have been overlooked by time, resting unchanged. Jordi sits in his younger self's most favorite spot. Now he's seen the true Eye of Iberia, yet he can no longer sit on this bench with his uncle, listening to those heart-racing stories, taking turns at the spyglass through which they'd gaze far away.
But even with the help of a spyglass, they still couldn't see anything. It was the one thing the two of them silently, tacitly, never mentioned to each other.

WAH-Y

'Luck'

Select Module

Stage	Stats	Upgrade Description
1	ATK +30 DEF +20	Therapist Trait Has a large healing range and healing is no longer reduced for distant targets
2	ATK +40 DEF +25	Quick Fix When an ally within range receives a negative status, heal them for 90% of Lumen's ATK. 11 second cooldown.
3	ATK +45 DEF +28	Quick Fix When an ally within range receives a negative status, heal them for 100% of Lumen's ATK. 10 second cooldown.

To the Inquisition has come an Ægir.
I can assure you, not for the past thirty years... no, forty, at the very least! Has an Ægir set foot in the Inquisition's court in any capacity other than that of the tried. The very words themselves are preposterous.
It was a young man, not particularly remarkable at first glance. Of fair height, but didn't stand too straight or firm. His features were proper, but lacked any good presence. In all regards, not someone especially worth minding. If it weren't for the fact he was an Ægir, I think even someone new like myself wouldn't have batted an eye at him, with how unassuming and overt his arrival was.
But now, all the Inquisition is abound with the rumor of this Ægir.
Some say he's some wicked convict's bosom friend, merely held temporarily in custody, but this young man—before I forget, his name is Jordi Fontanarossa—clearly has no restrictions placed on his movements. Others believe he's a signal from Lord Carmen that the Inquisition is once again to admit and even promote some of the Islanders in due time. However, Jordi Fontanarossa himself is feeble and weak, and his education lacking. At best, he would be capable of some meager secretarial work, and it doesn't seem as if his position is particularly lofty.
Given our workplaces are so near each other, I've had the opportunity to observe him.
This Ægir punches in at twenty minutes before his shift each morning, sometimes a little later, but he's never tardy. He's prone to occasional clumsiness; he once caused a misprint of documents after poorly operating the press, wasting quires of business paper. If I hadn't chanced to pass by and stop the machine, who knows how his accident could have evolved.
I wasn't going out of my way to help him, of course, simply taking responsibility for our work. And no matter how I explained to him as such, the Ægir just persisted with his smile. He'd clearly misunderstood something! Such a loathsome smile!
One time, in relation to a vital operation, some colleagues and I were working overtime into the night. The Ægir brought a bucket of drinks over, telling us it was some herbal tea he'd mixed himself. I wasn't interested in having any, but that sort of thing <i>is effective at keeping one awake, so for the sake of work, it would have to do.
It was about early morning by the time we were done with overtime, and everyone was audibly starving, running on bellies filled with nothing but tea. There in the dark, I suddenly heard footsteps approach, then saw someone had lit a lantern. It was that Ægir, who himself hadn't left for some reason, and had a pot in his hands too, with several bags clearly filled with food hanging from his wrists.
'Ah, are you all done with work? You must be exhausted.'
The man seemed all too apologetic as he regarded us. 'I'm sorry I couldn't be of help with any of it. All I could do was make some food that'd be light on the stomach...'
With no patience for hearing out his habitual self-debasement and humbling excuses, I took his pot without any fanfare.
It was a vanilla porridge, and all signs pointed to it being yet another recipe beneficial to health.
Lord Carmen having taken in this Ægir as a disciple? Absolutely never would I lend credence to such a ridiculous rumor. That said, based on what I've seen, should the Inquisition decide it would readmit Islanders, I suppose it would hardly be a bad thing.

RIIC Base Skills

Glimmering Glow α
When this Operator is assigned to a Dormitory, restores +0.1 Morale per hour to all Operators assigned to that Dormitory, and every 1 Power Plant increases restoration by another +0.05 (Only the strongest stacked effect of this type takes place)
Glimmering Glow β
When this Operator is assigned to a Dormitory, restores +0.15 Morale per hour to all Operators assigned to that Dormitory, and every 1 Power Plant increases restoration by another +0.05 (Only the strongest stacked effect of this type takes place)