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Gepard (Preservation, Ice)
A captain in the Silvermane Guards and an outstanding warrior of Belobog.
He is meticulous and vigilant to the core and is always true to himself.
Character Details
The honorable and upstanding captain of the Silvermane Guards who bears the noble Landau family name.
In the frost-whipped city of Belobog, life can still go on in normality…
This is in no small part thanks to Gepard and his Silvermane Guards who protect the peace of everyday life.
Character Story: Part I
The young captain stands atop the northern rampart.
He surveys the pale wastelands before him, and watches the strange beings from the Fragmentum forming a broiling swarm in the distance amid the snow. He sees the fearless Silvermane Guards lining up in formation to guard the city, like a defensive parapet.
That was his original position. Back when he was still a humble private, he'd sworn to serve as Belobog's strongest shield and pledged to live and die with his comrades. This hasn't changed when he became a captain. This isn't some fireside joke of the Silvermane Guards, because Qlipoth is testimony to this oath.
However, right at this time, he isn't where he should be — and this is at the request of the Supreme Guardian.
What exactly is the Supreme Guardian thinking? The young captain has no idea. But he soon forces himself to focus on the conflict at hand.
“Remember, Gepard Landau.
Doubt breeds arrogance and doubt breeds evil. As a model for Belobog, you shouldn't overthink.”
The young captain stands atop the northern rampart.
Character Story: Part II
After the most epic of battles, the few surviving Silvermane Guards made their way back to Belobog. The Supreme Guardian ordered an immediate parade to celebrate this hard-earned victory. For more than three days and nights, the whole city reveled a carnival with great laughter and joy. The celebration reached its climax at an awards ceremony for the Silvermane Guards.
Under the watchful gaze of the crowds, the Supreme Guardian presented an award to the greatest soldiers for outstanding military service. This young captain from a noble house quietly puts on the arm armor forged out of Geomarrow — Light, flexible, and strong, while radiating a light reminiscent of auroras — That's the only impression he had of this treasure.
How many of his comrades' lives had been exchanged for such a glorious medal? He forces himself not to think about it. For now, he could only meet the expectations of the Supreme Guardian and all of Belobog with a smile — because this is what a loyal soldier must do.
The moment the captain finishes putting on the arm armor, a brilliant beam of light shoots out from the joints between the plates. The crowd erupts into a spontaneous and prolonged applause.
Nobody sees the weary faces beneath the helmets of those Silvermane Guards — they merely thought this is a triumphant victory.