-History-
[Can be interpreted ICly, retrieved through personal accounts and interviews]
[Pieces have been redacted for security purposes]
[Childhood-Adolescence]:
'Kyros' originates from an upper-class family, one high in the flourishing hills of -----------, ---------. As an only child, he experienced a myriad of freedom. Such liberty however would not come without it's downsides. His father was a businessman, one who dabbled in a market much unknown to 'Kyros'. On the other hand, his mother was a drunkard, lavishly living off the fortune produced by her husband. 'Kyros' was left in the middle of that, a young (socially-inept) boy who went through each day barely speaking a word. His father was consumed by greed and pride. His mother lured by gluttony and sloth. He should've been grateful for the wealth he was born into, but each day under that household reeked of sin... later in life he'd come to despise people like his father, while adopting some of the shameful traits of his mother.
[Adolescence-Pre Induction]:
'Kyros' continued through the education system, excelling academically while lacking socially. Nothing would change in his day to day, that is until [-/--/----], or what would later be known as operation "--------". Conducted by Mobile Task Force unit Mu-3 ("Highest Bidders"), the operation would consist of a midnight raid on the ------ residence- 'Kyros'' home.
On the day of the attack, operatives of Mu-3 swiftly infiltrated the building, shattering the homes tall-paned walls under the cover of the nights sky. Unfortunately, due to an unforeseen trap or sheer ignorance, a gas-explosion erupted from within the home, killing several operatives and sending the building into disarray. The shaky hillside foundation began to falter as the marble and stone ceilings begin to crumble one after another. A fire from the explosions source began spreading, etching its way around the entire building, effectively trapping any who were still inside.
'Kyros', still a teenager at the time, awoke to a hellish landscape. His ears were bombarded with the screams of agony and the panicking sirens. His skin and lungs were harassed by the raging flame just beyond his bedroom door, smoke creeping its way in through the cracks. Each neuron within his body fired off all at once, sending waves of pain and shock and bewilderment and every other emotion imaginable. What drove him the most was his will for survival, and in a moment of pure instinct, 'Kyros' sprung from his bed; grabbing whatever protection he could. Swinging open his bedroom door, he was met with a wall of flames, though he couldn't allow that to stop him. Flooded with adrenaline, he charged through the wall of flames, leaping out of the closest window he could find and promptly passing out on impact with the ground... [For injuries from this event, see the first entry of Medical Records.]
[Pre Induction-Deployment]:
'Kyros' would awake in a medical bed. Blank white walls surrounded each side of him with the only sound coming from the silent hums and beeps of the devices around him. Before he could get a moment to orient himself, a women walked into the room, covered from head to toe in military insignias and gear. She'd place a recording device on the nearby night-stand, turning it on.
[Audio Recording - ------, ------]
[Instances of 'Kyros'' name have been replaced with their callsign]
Woman - "Hello, I am speaking to ['Kyros'], son of ---------- and ---------, correct?"
She'd look to the fragile boy before her, showing no sympathy.
'Kyros' - "... Yes. Who are you."
'Kyros' scanned her face suspiciously, fear evident within his eyes.
Woman - "That is not of your concern. Last night at roughly --:--, you were found unconscious outside your residence. Do you remember any of the events that caused that?"
She was straight to the point... snappy. 'Kyros' hesitantly spoke out of fear and curiosity
'Kyros' - "There... there was a fire", He'd shakily grab his left arm, now bandaged, "There were screams... everything destroyed."
Woman - "I see, you remember most of it then. ['Kyros'], are you aware of the business your father handled?"
'Kyros' - "My father? No- it was always kept a secret and frankly I never cared. What does he have to do with any of this... where the hell even are my parents?"
Woman - "Your father, ----------, was found dead early this morning in the ruins of your home, along with your mother: ---------. Now excuse me for a moment."
The woman would leave the room, mumbling to a colleague from behind the door. 'Kyros' would look to the ground for a moment, not entirely sure what to make of this information. He was meant to experience grief over the death of his parents, that's what society had taught him anyway... but why should he? What had they ever given him? In his opinion, they got what was coming for them. A minute later the woman would walk back into the room, a closed file in hand and a new energy around her.
Woman - "['Kyros'], I need you to listen carefully here and process what you can with as few questions as possible. Understood?"
'Kyros' would look up towards the woman before simply nodding
Woman - "Good. The world around you, and everything you've come to know it as, is not entirely as it seems. This world is composed of layers, and the one the general populous lives in is just the tip of the iceberg. The work my people do is intertwined with the deepest layer, one full of law-defying abnormalities and mysteries. These are the kinds of things your people may call monsters... magic and fantasies that are only real within fiction..."
The woman would continue to go on for another minute, giving a basic understanding of the anomalous world and the foundation to 'Kyros'
Woman - "Anyway, the only reason I'm telling you any of this is because you are already involved within it. Your father was a trader of these anomalies, a middleman for a company known as Marshall, Carter and Dark, or just MC&D. This is where you father made his fortune... and it's my responsibility to stop crooked men like him from continuing the flow of these dangerous anomalies. That is why we broke into your home. That is why you are injured. And that is why your parents are now dead."
'Kyros' would continue to stare at the woman, his mind feeling as though it were being flooded with a million ideas that all challenged life as he'd once known it. It was all confusing- yet, exciting at the same time.
'Kyros' - "I see... so that's it? You just wanted to try and give me some peace of mind or some crap?"
Woman - "No. I don't do things without a purpose."
She'd place the folder in front of 'Kyros', opening it to the first page. The front would read "Mu-3 Recruitment Form"
Woman - "As the son of an MC&D affiliate, your value to us is immense. As such, we would like to enlist your aid in our fight against MC&D and the anomolie world as a whole. You will serve under the banner of the Foundation, working as a deep cover agent within MC&D. You now have two choices. We can make you forget any of this ever happened, and you'll live out your life as any other wealthy orphan. Or, you can accept my proposal, reporting any and all information on our target back to us, effectively saving millions of lives with the knowledge you provide us. What will it be?"
'Kyros' would think to himself for a while, remaining deathly silent. There were a lot of pros to this offer... he could finally rebel against his asshole of a father, he would be given the purpose in life that he'd never known, and he'd help to keep others from a similar fate as his... he really saw no other answer.
'Kyros' - "I accept."
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[Deployment-Present]:
From this point onward, knowledge surrounding 'Kyros' becomes more heavily redacted. Due to the confidential nature of his duties within Mu-3, little is known or willingly shared of the events that transpired in those years. After a few years tenure in the position, 'Kyros' would eventually resign from it. He'd still remain in the anomalous world however, taking a more secure job at Site-66.