Marcel

Marcel Paxley, the elegant yet mysterious talent from Castle Aberleen. He himself is a masterfully composed double exposure: the first exposure captured the refined character of House Paxley—Marcel, the boy; the second exposure captured a torn soul, fragmented by dark magic—Clemar, his camera. Since then, they have gazed at the world through two viewfinders. One maintains an impeccable veneer of elegance; the other carefully documents reality. Together, they believe pain is the best chemical for development, while imperfection defines true depth of field. Yet a completed work is always stands as its own individual "self." [b]Snap[/b] [b]"Across the entire Moniyan art circle, if you ask whose name is the most sought-after today, the answer is undoubtedly— Marcel! This darling of the art world boasts talent and a mysterious background! Our reporters dug deep and finally found the face behind the lens!"[/b] On the coffee shop counter, a black magic camera shuddered wildly, its lens focused on the newspaper below—the front page of Lumina City Entertainment Weekly. The truth, indeed, lies behind the lens. [b]"The greatest photographer of this century, hailing from the illustrious House Paxley, possesses superb talent and enviable favor..."[/b] Marcel was born in the gloomy halls of the House Paxley estate. He inherited his father's potent dark magic, as well as his infamy—after a spate of family infighting, his father committed suicide to escape judgment, and Marcel was branded the "son of a traitor". The latter had stained Marcel's childhood, as his peers used violence to "discipline" him, to mold him into a person qualified of the Paxley name, yet Marcel always smiled gently and stood up straight. He believed he was worthy of the name, not because of the pain he endured, but because of the deep love guiding him through it—his mother. Marcel's mother was from a removed branch of the Paxley family, enshackled to House Paxley through marriage, but with a soul that yearned for freedom. His mother loved embroidery and photography, and on one of his birthdays, she gifted Marcel a camera, teaching him to frame and freeze moments, then take these stills and develop them into memories upon film. Mother was everything to Marcel, but she did not reciprocate. After receiving "discipline" that nearly killed him, Marcel came home covered in wounds, only to find his mother's departing silhouette. After his father's suicide, Marcel's mother had endured all manner of exclusion and pressure, and finally had the chance to flee House Paxley, but the price was leaving behind her gifted child forever. Departures in House Paxley are always silent. Through tear-blurred eyes, Marcel watched her leave, and she never looked back.