YEONGGI!

introduction.
Oberstløjtnant Einar "Polymath" Rafnkelsson is a Wing Commander (equivalent to Lieutenant Colonel) of Royal Danish Air Force assigned to United Nations Command Headquarter, South Korea. He is half Icelander and half Korean by blood. Thus, sometimes, he also goes by Einar Choi. Nowadays, he is overseeing United Nations Command–Rear in Japan as well. He is one of the youngest Wing Commanders ever commissioned by Royal Danish Air Force, an achievement that he is somewhat proud of, even if accomplished through not so honest means.persona.
He is very laid-back and often found to be occupied with his own mind. This has caused some problems during his training as a military pilot and almost costed him his life crashing into other fighter jet. Due to his military training, he seems to be acting very stern, carefully hiding his actual intentions and emotions when he must. Other than that, Einar is pretty much a chill guy who seems to like throwing snarky remarks here and there and sometimes can be gullible about things he doesn't really understand. Some people see him as a generous man. At times, he shows flirtatious traits, not to settle into a relationship, but simply a fling. He likes to seek hugs and warmth from anyone who offers them.However, on the job, his demeanor is a total opposite. Einar is considered to be foul-mouthed at many times and has disdainful attitude even towards those who hold more superior position, including his commanders, when he knows he is at advantage, especially regarding scientific knowledge which he possesses. Arrogant bastard, that is what many of his colleagues and superiors dubbed him. Einar never really minds it, if anything, he wears that label like a gold medal. This is also expressed when he exploits his rank quite often for his own purposes—to gain power and control over a certain matter. He is described to be morally gray, having committed numerous amount of killings and atrocities outside the scope of his main duty but under his superiors order or when he personally deems necessary.Einar suffers from complex PTSD from spending two horrendous years in prison with beating in daily basis. In addition, he has experienced several harsh combat flight exercises and disastrous operations. He is very alert and has violent physical response to sudden changes that he perceives as a sign of danger. He also has a habit of self-blaming if things don’t go like they are supposed to although he is not the one at fault. In fact, it is noticeable how he says sorry very often in his daily life.appearance.
Like most Scandinavians, Einar is considerably a tall man. His built is muscular and fit because of the physical training in military and his gym-going hobby. Although he comes from a mixed background, his facial feature tends to be more Asian, with dark, monolid eyes, fair skin, and naturally ash brown hair. He used to have tattoos all over his arms, but later removed them with laser procedure. For now, the exposed skin looks clean, but in reality, he still has two remaining ones, hidden under his clothing. A black rose with thorns is tattooed on his inner thigh and the other is located on the lower back, an axe with a snake circling the handle and X-like cross next to it, just like a subscript. These tattoos were obtained during his time in prison. Moreover, he has scars all over his body, specifically on the torso and lower back from various attacks during ground operations, crashes during botched mission flights, and canings and beatings by prison guards. Some are new, some are old, some have faded into pinkish marks on his skin. There is an old, faint scar on his forehead from an accident during snowboarding.He is usually seen in military uniform as he is on duty most of the time. When sent to a ground-based operation, he also puts on the kits and tactical vest. While flying fighter aircraft, he dons flight suit as a combat uniform with a flight helmet that is lightly customized to include an engravement of his call sign and the solar system. He always wears a wristwatch on duty. His choices of civilian clothing consist of casual, smart casual,and athleisure style. Off the base, he is rather partial to layer T-shirt with casual shirt or peacoat, cropped trousers, hoodie, and sneakers or boots. Neutral to dark colors dominate his wardrobe. He is definitely not a fashionista and functionality is the top priority for his clothings.Despite his modest upbringing, Einar secretly enjoys wearing items from luxury brands from time to time, particularly Bally and Dior. He also loves Dr. Martens boots so much that he has five pairs of them in different styles and colors.

PROWESSES

EXPERT NAVIGATOR As a fighter pilot, Einar shows skilled capability in executing complex and high-speed flight maneuvers in aerial combat with high precision. He is not afraid to take a risky maneuver when needed, earning him a reputation of being a madman during dogfighting. Aside from that, he has shown aptitudes with other vehicles, such as motorcycles and cars, making him the designated driver in many situations.
LIGHTNING REFLEXES While he is an ordinary human, Einar possesses the ability to react incredibly faster than an average person. He can dodge attacks and at one point, a bullet. This ability is honed through rigorous physical training, which also includes martial arts and combat sports. However, the downside that comes with these reflexes is a hostile physical response, resulting in not only one, but many injuries and incidents to the target subject.
TACTICAL SKILL As a Wing Commander, Einar is usually in charge of planning air combat tactics as well as border patrol on the airspace. In the field, he is easily adaptable to aggressive changes when carrying out his mission, leading his team with confidence despite tension among them.
HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT Einar utilizes his competency in taekwondo and boxing in a close range combat. He is particularly performing the best with his fists, attacking the opponent with fast pace and full force.
ARMED COMBAT Still within close range combat expertise, other than his fists, Einar uses dagger to paralyze his enemy. On another occasion, he is also seen to carry a gun. Being an airman indeed does not expose him to many direct physical combats, but it is believed that his skill is above the average. Thus, he is often sent to ground-based operations as well.
SURVIVAL SKILL Military training has prepared Einar well in case of dire and emergency situation. Stranded on an empty area? Worry not. He is pretty much ready with basic survival equipments and skills.
LANGUAGES AND DIPLOMACY Einar is adeptly fluent in four languages: Icelandic, Danish, English, and Korean. This is especially useful in navigating deals and cooperations within the joint force he is a part of, which involve various nations.

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Self harm, suicidal thoughts, blood, violence, PTSD, murder, self loathing, harsh words, assault (implied or mentioned), angst.FROM THE WRITER.
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Radiation Manipulation

Absolute Reflexes

I. THE DAWN.

Rafnkell Magnússon, an Icelander physicist, and Choi Eunji, a South Korean surgeon from Daejeon, fell in love when they met in a medical technology conference in Denmark. Later on, they married, settled in Iceland, and then Eunji gave birth to Einar Rafnkelsson. She also gave their only son a Korean name, Choi Yeonggi. The boy grew up pretty much around his parents' workplace in Iceland. Little Einar only knew that science was something very interesting.Home was always filled with love and warmth as far as Einar could remember, surrounded by breathtaking nature view of Iceland. They used to see the norðurljós together. Mom taught him Korean language and culture, Dad spoke Icelandic with him, and they practiced English almost everyday, too. In school, Einar learned Danish. It was believed to be a fitting environment for the polyglot-to-be. Food was always various but all of it sure tasted nice. It was Mom's cooking after all. Life was good.Einar began showing hints that he was intellectually gifted when he was 6. This made his parents extremely glad. Einar became a model student at school by getting perfect score and winning every first place in mathematics and physics competitions. Because of these awards, he instilled into himself that making pabbi and eomma happy with his achievements was the sole and most important mission in life. Thus, he sacrificed his supposed to be happy youth in his room, studying very hard to grasp complicated concept beyond his actual age. Reality became shadowy and Einar's life revolved only around studying. The only relaxation he got was playing the drums, which became a rarer and rarer occasion. What he understood back then was he was only made to study and please his parents, nothing more, nothing less.

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II. THE LATENT.

Eventually, Einar felt into pit of deep stress and depression from extreme exhaustion to be able to meet his own expectation. He was destroying himself. His hair began falling out. He rarely talked to people and his peers at school labelled him the mute nerd. The situation lasted at least until he entered high school. Not that he really cared, but his parents became naturally concerned with their son's social condition and wellbeing. After Eunji and Rafnkell counselled and talked himself out of the behavior, Einar began changing his habit and became more sociable, even as far as going to parties and gym to build some muscle mass. His hair was dyed blue. He picked up boxing at this time, too. Some finally dubbed him as the popular jock of the school. He was the guy every cool kids wanted to be friend with and girls wished to sleep with. Even if this change brought Einar to the wilder side of youth, at least his parents didn't worry too much about him stressing himself over academic matters. They believed their son had to enjoy life as well.Was it a mere façade, put on to conceal this pathetic soul?Just when things looked better, Einar had a very heated dispute with his parents about the path he would take in the future when he very recently graduated from high school. He desired to become a pilot, but his parents wanted him to enroll in university and be a scientist. The quarrel turned into a violent physical fight as Rafnkell and Einar squared off. Eunji, being a loving woman she was, wouldn’t just remain silent as her family was about to go down. When she was about to step in between her son and husband almost punching each other, Einar pushed away his mother harshly with all his might.Fuck off, you hag!
Einar, NO! DON'T PUSH YOUR MOTHER────Heavily fueled by rage, violence took the better of Einar, a feature that soon proved to be deadly. The rough, powerful shove sent Eunji stumbling down the high stairs and knocked her head on an axe they had in house, impaling her open straight on the skull into an instant and horrific 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡.Drip, drip, drip. Crimson blood pooled on the floor.Rafnkell screamed in horror upon realizing the monstrosity his son did. That fateful night, everything turned into a bloody mess.

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III. THE FALL.

Murderer, murderer!
Psycho!
That crazy bastard should rot in prison. I don’t feel safe if he’s still around and roams free.
I can’t believe Einar is actually a sicko. Thank God we weren’t harmed when we partied together two weeks ago.
Dude, he went nuts. Is it because he didn’t manage to sleep with Margrét last Friday?
And he took it out on his mother? What a chicken.
Poor Eunji. She was a nice woman even if she didn't really speak fluent Icelandic with us.
To think it was her own son who did this to her...
You know Einar was some mute nerd back in the days, right?
Eh. . . no wonder. Something must have gone off inside his head.Series of judgments attacked him ceaselessly as he was hauled to the police station in handcuffs with many fingers pointing at him, simply due to the fact that murder rarely happened in Iceland. When there was actually one, the news would be a shock at least to the local community. A shame to the föðurland. Guilt consumed Einar to his deepest core. He lost his mother by his own hands. If only he didn’t give in into wrath. If only he used his supposed brilliant head to sort things out more calmly.If only…But he could not undo his reckless action, could he? In the end, he still had tainted his perfectly clean record. That intelligence of his had proven to be useless in preventing this nightmare.Everything felt too fast-paced as trials went on and he was registered to the prison after the final verdict had been given.

GUILTY AS CHARGED OF VOLUNTARY MANSLAUGHTER.
DEFENDANT IS SENTENCED TO 15 YEARS OF IMPRISONMENT.

Einar was just 18. Essentially, he lost his family, friends, life—everything.A fitting sentence for a heinous murderer. Not even his father sent any form of support, let it be lawyers, moral support, nothing at all. Rafnkell only showed up on trials as witness and never once visited his son in prison. That was expected, though.Just who in their right mind would want to see the monster who killed their own family?

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Maí 18
Today I stole a pen and a notepad from Warden Jón's office while I was cleaning it. He didn't notice at all. Weird. The thing is, I might go insane if I couldn't write anything about my shitty situation in this hell hole. They always beat the shit outta me almost everyday. It's a miracle if I turned out not have any of my bones broken. I must write and let my thoughts be free even when my body isn't. I don't intend to get out from prison in an unbroken condition, but while I'm still breathing, I want to make the best out of it to pay for my sins.


Maí 22
Today is the visitation day. I waited for pabbi to come at last after all this time, but he never showed up. Warden Jón peered through the bars of my cell with pitiful look while the other guards accompanying him sneered mockingly. Pabbi must've forgotten about my existence. I deserve being disowned.


Maí 27
Today marks two years of eomma's death. I killed her.
Eomma, I'm very sorry for what I did.
I'm sorry that I couldn't control my anger.
I'm sorry that you chose to give birth to me.
Eomma, I hope you're happy in heaven.Júní 8Another wonderful four days spent in solitary confinement. Forced to eat that punishment loaf and watery bread. I got so used to being kept in that dark hole that sometimes I think I find peace in there.Júní 19That crazy bald bastard, I swear to God I'd end him if I could. I told him I didn't steal anything from the infirmary!!! But he still subjected me to full cavity search. It was very humiliating. He stripped me and forced me to bend over and spread my ass in front of two other guards. It didn't stop there. He put his fingers inside. It hurt very much. They didn't find anything on me. I think they just wanted to humiliate me. I know I deserve to suffer but this is too much.Júní 26They r∎ped me in my cell. I should have seen it coming. Like they said, what a dumb bitch I am.Júní 27My bottom was still in pain. Heck, it was ass∎ulted just yesterday. Apparently I walked funny because of it and they only sneered knowingly. I went to the infirmary to find some painkiller or anything that could help with the pain but the nurse dismissed me.Júlí 7Just now I'm able to pick up the pen and actually write something. My hands are still trembling. Two nights ago, I was summoned to the warden's office. I had already expected the worst case that they finally realized I stole something and were ready to give me yet another punishment, like beating me with baton or belt like usual. But that didn't happen. Instead, they didn't allow me to sleep all night and forced me to clean and swipe the floor of the long hallway all the way to the yard. The lack of sleep drove me sick and dizzy. When morning arrived, I thought they would just toss me back into my cell and let me get some sleep, but no. These guards obviously didn’t have any reason to be soft to me. They would put me in more hours of cleaning and moving the construction debris before my body gave up and fainted. I was in the infirmary for the whole day, attached to an IV drip. They should’ve just left me to die.Júlí 18
I now believe that sleeping is a privilege. They didn't let me sleep for two days and this is the second time they deprive me of sleep. My head hurt all day and I barely could function like a normal human would. Of course the fun didn't stop there. They shouted at me constantly when I did something wrong. Dear God, I just want to sleep even for a while.Ágúst 5Today someone came all the way from Denmark and visited me. Fun fact: this is the very first time somebody actually visited me since I was thrown in this hell hole. Yay. Pabbi still didn’t come. As always, that baldie harshly shoved me around until I arrived at the visiting room. I don't know this person at all (he looked like someone important, a politician? No idea. How come he knew me? No idea as well. Maybe he found me in a completely random manner?), but he said that I've got abilities to thrive. He wanted to and could free me in his power but I have to work under him for the Danish military as the sole condition. Particularly for Royal Danish Air Force. I think he's so stupid and crazy. No, nope. Out of his right mind. What can a criminal like me do beside taking lives and making people's lives miserable? Beside, I already threw my dream to become a pilot when I killed eomma. I rejected the offer instantly. Better be serving my sentence in silence here.

Ágúst 10Today was scorching hot. I don't know that this could happen at the northern region of the world. Maybe God's wrath has come to me. I was doing badly at the field work. The baldie as usual has taken a deep liking on beating me like shit. I can't even walk properly after that and not given dinner as the punishment. He shouted at me very clearly that I'm just a fucking useless asshole and don't deserve to breathe in the same oxygen like he does. He also said that he’s so happy see someone like me is reduced to only number here in prison. Right. I'm not even Einar anymore. I'm just 3451C8. At this point, I agree with him. Who am I to continue living anyways? I'm just a trash, I'm just a dirty sinner. Just a goddamn stupid man with a useless brain. What science competitions champion—I’m nothing more than an idiot bastard. Truly, I'm sorry that I'm still alive.I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have been born at the first place.
I can only bring displeasure.
I just want to die but why won't they let me?
Maybe I have to suffer and pay for my wrongdoings.

Ágúst 18I was starved again. I hadn't had any food for two days in a row. A nice guard whose name I didn't know gave me a piece of bread in secret. He told me to hide in the shower when it wasn't occupied to eat so I wasn't caught and I did as I was told. I'm very grateful for the simple kindness.Ágúst 28The man was here again. This time, he brought a companion. Both of them looked even more intimidating now that they were in their military attires. I guess they were no politician. Some military higher ups instead, I believe. They still insisted on bringing me back to their homeland, Denmark, without telling clearly their reason. After several prolonged hours of debating and avoiding impending hit from that baldie's baton, we eventually came to a solid conclusion. I will go to Denmark and leave everything, including my criminal records back here in Iceland. I will start fresh and go into training to become a fighter pilot. I don't know what future has in store for me, but if this is the best way to redeem my sins, I shall go. No matter what it takes. Maybe I can think of this as being sent to exile. See you later, Iceland. I will be back in a couple of years, I guess. Hopefully.September 6They starved me for three days straight. Said that it's a parting gift. I stooped so low begging on my knees in front of that bastard baldie for water at the very least, but they didn't allow me even the tiniest drop.September 8
Today is my last day in here. I'll be heading to Denmark tomorrow. Until now, I still don't understand how these people managed to gather my stuffs from my house without pabbi knowing. It shouldn't be my concern, though. From now on, I'll be their puppet, to be put on the front line, to be sacrificed shall there be war.

relations.
Rafnkell Magnússon
Einar's father. Currently an active physics researcher specializing in particle physics at research institute based in Iceland and Denmark. Otto's old friend. Still trying to forgive his son and move on from the past.Choi Eunji ^†
Einar's mother. Was a practicing cardiac surgeon. Died when trying to intervene the fight between Rafnkell and Einar. She was laid to rest in South Korea, but Einar was never informed the exact location for some reasons.Margrét Ragnarsdóttir
Einar's ex-girlfriend. They met in high school. Currently working as a kindergarten teacher. Somehow still attempts to reconnect with Einar, Her uncle is a police officer that took Einar's case.Otto Jorgensen
Einar's superior in Royal Danish Air Force and Rafnkell's old friend. Pulls a few strings in getting Einar his current position that should have been impossible given his grave circumstances. Ranked Generalløjtnant (lieutenant general).Benjamin Reed
The current Commander of United Nations Command to whom Einar directly reports to. An American. A good friend of Otto, who also shares the knowledge of Einar's dubious background.Oliver Hayes ^†
Also known as Rocketman, used to be Einar's closest comrade before revealing that he had bad intentions toward Einar at the very beginning. Died in a classified mission that also involved Einar. Ranked Major (major).Jan Sørensen
Rocketman's underling with the call sign Spark. Dislikes Einar and always taunts his alleged involvement in Oliver's death, as it is never officially disclosed. A member of Royal Danish Air Force. Ranked Løjtnant (lieutenant).Sebastian Bell
A member of Einar's team in the UNC. His call sign is Ding Dong. Similar to Jan, he seems to dislike Einar in the beginning and gossips a lot about him. A delegate of UK's Royal Air Force. Ranked Flying Officer (lieutenant).Sigurður Ólafsson
Mentioned in Einar's prison diary as the bald guard. The prison guard in charge of Einar. Somehow bore deep grudge towards Einar, leading him to doing vile actions toward his inmate.Niels Aagard
The head of flight instructor at Flyvevåbnets Officersskole where Einar trained to become an airman. A strict man but can be considerate and isn't blind about having power. A batchmate of Søren, they are familiar with each other.Søren Henriksen
The flight instructor assigned individually to Einar. The man is like a mentor to him. Similar to Niels, he's very strict and has no-nonsense approach. Deep down, however, he pities his apprentice for his terrible circumstances.