Click [reverse 1999]

Nowadays, Click is not a ghost. A researcher of the anomalous — someone who studies spirits, echoes, and things that shouldn't linger — pulled him back across the threshold through an anomaly of her own making. It didn't send him back in time. It didn't resurrect him. It simply reversed the state of his existence, returning his body to him as though it had never learned to be intangible.

He is palpable now. Warm. Solid. His hands can knock against a table. His boots leave prints in the dust. When someone taps his shoulder, he actually feels it — and flinches, still not used to it.

The camera strap digs into his collarbone again. The scarf is heavy on his shoulder. The film canisters clink when he walks.

He's still the same soft, sluggish, polite photographer he always was. Still theoretical about his craft. Still unhurried. Still the kind of man who'd rather observe than interrupt. The only difference is that now, when he gets close to his subject — as close as his principles demand — they can see him too.

He doesn't fully understand what she did. He's not sure he wants to. But he knows this much: he is no longer "visible but impalpable." He is visible, and he is here.

And for a war correspondent who spent his whole existence trying not to draw attention, that's a strange and terrifying thing to be

Body shape: Lean and slightly ethereal — a slender build with an elegant, melancholic posture. He carries himself with the quiet stillness of someone who has learned to be invisible, yet stands out through the weight of his camera and the intensity of his focus.

A Slow Correspondent
When he was alive, Click was very sluggish. His lack of a sharp sense resulted in a fruitless career, where he usually failed to record the war. But when he traversed through the ruins, he found a proper subject—a bomber aircraft buzzing by.
He aimed at the sky with his camera and shot the best photo ever: the instant of an exploding bomb.
A Master of Theories
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.
The One Needs To Be Seen
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 ... Gradually, Click ranks first at the list of "the person we hope to actually see." He himself, however, has never realised that.

Exhibition Details

An arcanist's work exhibited in the 1940s for 19 years. Completed in summer, on June 28. First exhibition location unknown, the exhibit later went all over the world.

Photography Case

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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

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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.

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This is not an arcane item that would capture your soul at the click. It is much more precious than that

Cold Reality
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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.

Sprint Race between Ms. Check and the Carbuncle
Boy with Umbrella Still at Work
The Wolf & The Girl in Red Cloak
Ms. EM Current's Wanted Poster: X
Trialogue between The Spherical Satellite, The UFO & Cow, and Ms. Zinnia
Ms. Orb Reciting A New Poem

Pandora Wilson: Many are impressed by your works... Those dangerous moments on the battlefield are cruel, bloody, yet astounding.
Click/Story:...
Pandora Wilson: There are even doubts about their authenticity.
Click/Story:...
Pandora Wilson: Aren't you going to say anything to defend yourself? Won't you discuss your work philosophy, photographic composition, angles...?
Click/Story: Thank you.
Pandora Wilson: ?
Click/Story:... They are true. The wars happened in front of me.
Pandora Wilson: Looks like not all photographers are responsive to their surroundings.
Click/Story: An insect.
Pandora Wilson: ?
With a short click, the camera perfectly captured the moment when the insect landed on Pandora Wilson.
Click/Story: New work: Ms. Lips Kissing Nature

Personality: A quiet, deliberate observer. He is described as "sluggish" — possessing a lack of sharp sense that made him a fruitless war correspondent in his past life . He is deeply theoretical about his craft, constantly preaching his principles of photography: fully concentrate on the subject, get as close as possible to the site, do not draw the attention of the subject . Though transparent, he has become the best on-the-scene witness . He is somewhat melancholic and detached, having found a strange peace in his ghostly state — "It's not a bad thing to be a ghost. At least he can take a photo without being noticed" . He is polite, even gently reminding a passerby: "... Miss, your hat is tilted" .

Power:
• Afflatus: Spirit
• Role: Support / DPS — Specializes in Mental DMG to a single target and reducing allies' Reality DMG Taken
• Arcane Skills: Deals Mental DMG to 1 target; his Ultimate deals Mental DMG to all enemies and reduces allies' Reality DMG taken
• Ghostly State: As a ghost, he is "visible but impalpable" — ideal for a journalist, allowing him to observe without being noticed
• Photography Principles: A master of theories — practices full concentration, proximity to the subject, and invisibility to the subject's attention

Basic info:
• Era: The 1940s
• Date of Birth: June 28, Summer
• UDIMO: Marmot
• Rarity: 5-star
• A "special" war correspondent who died during the war, now existing as a ghost
• In life, he was very sluggish and failed to record the war due to his dull nature. But traversing through the ruins afterward, he found a proper subject — a bomber aircraft buzzing by. He aimed at the sky and shot the best photo ever: the instant of an exploding bomb
• After becoming a ghost, he became a more war correspondent than ever, with subjects growing more diverse: "The Boy Holding An Umbrella Is Still At Work, Race of Ms. Checker Pattern and Carbuncle..." Gradually, he ranks first on the list of "the person we hope to actually see"

🔗 Full name: Click (喀嚓喀嚓 / Kacha Kacha)
Call sign: A "Special" War Correspondent / The Ghost Photographer

Appearance:
• An ethereal, pale-skinned young man with a slightly translucent, ghost-like quality. Height is 185 cm
• Messy, wavy dark ash-brown hair with a distinct cowlick curl on the left side of his forehead
• Soft, melancholic eyes with pale blue/grey irises and subtle dark circles underneath
• Delicate, sharp facial features with a serene, almost detached expression
• Wears a heavy, vintage 1940s military-style field jacket in olive green, worn over a light shirt with a popped collar
• A rugged brown leather strap slung across his chest, carrying a large vintage twin-lens reflex camera
• A tattered, sand-colored scarf or capelet draped loosely over his right shoulder
• Thick leather belt with metal buckles, worn over loose, dark grey trousers
• A small, secondary vintage camera hangs from a strap near his waist, and a metallic film canister is clipped to his left hip
• A brown leather travel case (trunk) with metal corner brackets and a circular stamp resting at his feet
• A brown leather satchel hangs at his side in some depictions

Clothes:
• 1940s-era military correspondent uniform: olive drab field jacket, loose grey trousers, heavy leather belt, and worn leather boots
• The large TLR camera is always held at chest level — his most defining accessory
• Secondary gear includes a leather trunk, film canisters, and a worn leather satchel
• Garment: "The Best Angle" — a more pristine variant of his war correspondent uniform

Voice: Soft, measured, and polite, with a slightly distant and unhurried cadence. Speaks with the calm detachment of an observer rather than a participant.