Yan Vismok (Messenger of the Index)

Vividly extreme darkness.

Calligraphy, or a way to express your feelings.

Improvisation, a natural gift for fixing things that come his way.

June 6th

Yan Vismok has a sober, elegant, and slightly worn presence, like someone who has spent too many sleepless nights. He is of medium-tall height, around 1.65 meters, with a slender but firm physique, typical of someone who doesn't train intensely but maintains a straight and disciplined posture. He doesn't possess bulky muscles, but rather a light toning; his arms and legs are thin, almost angular, and display a constant rigidity, as if he were always holding back.

Her skin is pale, with a slightly ashy undertone, typical of those who work indoors for long periods. Sometimes, in the light, her hands look tense: long, thin, almost nervous fingers, like those of an archivist or analyst who spends too much time typing or handling documents.

Yan's face is narrow, with fine features and very controlled expressions. He has a soft, not prominent jaw and slightly defined cheekbones, giving him a serious and weary air. His eyes are a dark shade—between gray and deep brown—with a calm, heavy gaze and a gleam that always seems to hold worry or analysis. Dark circles under his eyes are a permanent part of his expression, giving the impression that he never gets enough rest.

Her hair is straight, somewhat messy despite her efforts to keep it styled. It's white or a dark grayish color, and falls forward in strands that brush her forehead. The back is short and straight, typical of the functional style of the City's workers.

He dresses conservatively: a dark suit, a button-down shirt, and thin gloves when he works. His clothes are always clean and neat, but never impeccable; Yan comes across as someone too preoccupied with his work to worry about looking perfect.

Overall, Yan projects a quiet, slender, restrained, and slightly fragile presence, but with an inner strength that is noticeable in her posture and how she holds her gaze.

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Yan Vismok is a reserved, quiet, and deeply meticulous person. His behavior is marked by rigid discipline: he follows protocols, respects every step, and avoids improvisation. He speaks little; he prefers to observe, analyze, and understand before acting. At first glance, he seems cold or distant, but in reality, he functions like someone who carries a great deal within himself.

His inner self is filled with self-imposed pressure. Yan fears making mistakes and disappointing those who depend on him; that's why he works with almost obsessive concentration. When something goes wrong, he blames himself even if he isn't actually responsible. This perfectionism keeps him tense and emotionally restrained, as if he were always carrying an invisible weight.

Although he doesn't show it, he possesses deep empathy. He quietly cares for others, helping without expecting recognition. However, he feels like he doesn't quite fit in with any group, and this sense of isolation is a constant companion. He longs to be understood, but opening up frightens him, so he hides his vulnerability beneath a mask of calm and order.

In critical situations, he maintains an outward composure: he analyzes, acts, and takes on the burden, even when he shouldn't. Inwardly, however, he struggles with a mixture of anxiety and suppressed sadness. Yan lives trying to balance his desire to do everything right with the fear of failure, which makes him outwardly resolute but deeply human within.

Yan's warning is taken as an insult, and the Messenger is quickly attacked by Thumb members, who leave him near death, his eyes and jaw destroyed. Later, Yan is found and patched up by his fellow Index members.

Once the Index Proxies finish carrying out the order to dismember and impale all Thumb personnel at the L Corp nest, Yan is ready to deliver another fabricated Prescript ordering them to proceed to the Library. To the Courier's surprise, Proxy Esther seems to already know this, revealing that the Prescripts told them to obey their Prescriptions, implying they are fake. At this point, Yan laments his past experiences with the Prescripts, having concluded that his rebellious acts ultimately amounted to nothing. After a brief exchange with Proxy Esther, Yan is ordered by the Prescription to proceed to an unknown location.

During his time as a follower of the Index, Yan's faith in the Prescriptions was challenged as he carried out terrible orders, some of which resulted in the deaths of his friends and family, until one day he was granted the rank of Messenger. Feeling resentful, Yan began making prescriptions as an expression of free will. In the episode "The Carnival," Yan is seen delivering a prescription to the trio of tailors, which turns out to be an invitation to the library. While they initially resist because the invitation isn't an official Prescription, Yan eventually convinces them with threatening words about what might happen if they didn't carry out a Prescription. As he leaves, Yan encounters three members of the Kurokumo Clan, who quickly point out the strange nature of his behavior just before they begin playing the Finger Bow-Bell.

Yan is later seen during the Index Proselytes segment, delivering Prescripts to a crowd of citizens. During one of the encounters, he helps a girl carry out the order to slip needles into a friend's birthday cake, pointing out that warning her friend about the trap doesn't violate the Prescript. Yan also tries to comfort an elderly man facing one of the more gruesome orders, and is seemingly hurt by a young man's enthusiastic praise of the ways of the Index after receiving a rather easy Prescript, with the Messenger stating that "nothing is truly free in this city." He eventually joins the Index Proxies to deliver more orders, including one of his fabricated Prescripts that demands the removal of the Thumb.

During the second episode of The Thumb, Yan interrupts a meeting of Kalo and his bosses. He tries to reason with the rival group about how the decision to go to the Library could put the Thumb at a disadvantage amidst the raging battle between their syndicates at L Corp.'s nest.

Despite being a Messenger of the Index, Yan differs markedly from his associates, being far more skeptical and choosing to view the Prescriptions as mere ordinances without deeper meaning rather than reverence. He is largely somber and ceremonious, but also expresses discomfort at the lengths to which some citizens must go to comply with their Prescriptions, as well as sympathizing with their plight. He cares for others, including his enemies, as he begs The Thumb not to storm the Library, since it would severely weaken his forces in Nest L, even if it nearly cost him his life. It is later revealed that Yan had experiences performing abhorrent acts under the guidance of Prescriptions before becoming a Messenger, which makes him odious. He wants to demonstrate his free will by forging Prescriptions for others rather than allowing them to follow the Prescriptions' will.

It is a great sword, black and white with golden chains; this is a heavy weapon dealing fatal damage, and its range is greater, however, this weapon is dedicated to defense.

Yan is a fair-skinned young man with white hair streaked with black, tied back in a long side ponytail. Like other prominent members of Index, he wears a white cape with gold trim over a black suit. As a Messenger, Yan received a custom-made longsword adorned with gold chains and a padlock.

After being distorted, Yan transforms into an imposing, mannequin-like creature. It displays the white color and gold accents of the Index, along with black ink stains. Its skull is cracked where its face should be, revealing a golden padlock in its place, and it has a kind of cloth ponytail tied to one side. On his chest, his robe is torn, revealing what appears to be a loom of shimmering blue threads, similar to those used to create Prescripts. Instead of limbs, he possesses a pair of golden chains that connect to giant, ink-covered claws, which also bear the same lock and chains as his greatsword. Every time he speaks, his voice is drowned out by the sound of typewriter keys.