Heinrich

Heinrich is an SSR character in Etheria: Restart. Heinrich's weapon type is pistols. Faction: Doki Entertainment.

On our Etheria: Restart tier list Heinrich is S tier, 1st of the 96 characters ranked, from where 18 current tier lists put Heinrich.

By game mode, Heinrich is S in PvE and S in PvP.

One of the most useful units on any account. His Disorder affinity lets him go anywhere in PVE, and his attacks block and dispel enemy buffs through a passive rather than one skill, great against Aurora and Terrormaton. Once a target has no buffs he applies Last Words, which raises crit damage taken and attackers' crit rate, and stacks into a big crit damage boost for his ultimate.

He also applies rare team-wide Buff Block and Heal Block, and works as a hybrid DPS if built for it.

Union Report=Animus Heinrich, Identity Code S09-042191, Re-A Chip Status: Malfunctioning, Last Recorded Update Before the Shen Metropolis Great Shutdown.After thorough comparison with archived news footage, a definitive conclusion was reached the cold, lifeless young man with deep-set dark circles before us is indeed the adopted son of Furth, the former head of Shan Hoi Enterprise.

Due to the drastic difference in his appearance, E.O.S.

had to employ the most advanced facial recognition technology to confirm his identity.No one can fathom what kind of ordeal the once-gentle noble heir of the Furth family endured to end up in this state, and Heinrich himself rarely speaks of his past.Today, he is known as the Grim Reaper of E-07.

His gun is aimed at every enemy of Fantasy Club.

|-| Memory FragmentI= The life of Shan Hoi Enterprise had grown hazy in his memory, yet those days still visited Heinrich in his dreams.

He dreamt of his gentle father, Furth. The aging man reached out to him and Lilith, telling them that from now on, he would be their family.

He dreamt of lavish banquets hosted under the name of Shan Hoi Enterprise, the crisp clinking of champagne glasses filling the air.

Guided by his father, he walked through the crowd, the eyes of wealthy businessmen and high society figures upon him—some filled with respect, others with eager flattery.

He dreamt of running up to his father, earnestly declaring his desire to learn how to fight, so that he could protect his family in the face of the looming dangers of Genesis outbreaks.

His father had simply smiled and promised to have the best teacher arranged for him.

Soon after, Heinrich met Rupert, the ever-loyal butler of the Furth family.

Whenever he recalled that face, Heinrich would jolt awake from his dreams, only to be met with the sight of a low, dimly lit ceiling, the muffled thrum of music from the Fantasy Club's dance floor next door, and the clammy touch of sweat-drenched fabric clinging to his back.

He clenched his fists—then slowly released them.

Reaching for the twin pistols on his bedside, he swung his legs off the bed.

There were still a few names on the "Fantasy Club Enemy List" that hadn't been crossed out.

|-| Memory FragmentII= There is a memory Heinrich will never forget.

Genesis erupted in Shen Metropolis, melting through entire districts as bioforms ran rampant.

In the midst of the confusion, Furth, who was away on business, was killed by a Meltdown creature, while Heinrich and Lilith, who had remained at the estate, were relentlessly pursued by the creatures.

Exhausted, they locked themselves inside a room, praying they wouldn't be found.

It was unclear how much time had passed when he heard footsteps -the sound scattered yet measured in speed.

The sound grew closer until it stopped right in front of the adjacent room, separated from them by only a wall.

Then, a loud crash-like the heavy door of an office being forced open with brutal force.

Immediately after, he heard voices. "Tch, that old man, even in death, he's a damn nuisance.

Why the hell did he have to make this mansion so complicated?" Rupert.

It was Rupert's voice. He and Lilith knew that voice too well to be mistaken.

"No idea where those two brats are hiding, but we can't let them leave this place alive." Heinrich's breath nearly stopped.

The "two brats" Rupert mentioned were him and Lilith.

"Well then, do your best. Hunting them down isn't part of my job." Another voice spoke—a woman's, unfamiliar to Heinrich.

She was likely Rupert's hired help, but that didn't matter anymore.

At that moment, rage filled his chest-Rupert had betrayed the Furths, betrayed him and Lilith, and betrayed all of Shan Hoi Enterprise.

|-| Memory FragmentIII= "Does it hurt?" Cold tweezers pressed a medicated cotton ball harshly onto the wound.

Heinrich tried to endure it without showing any expression, but the pain forced his brows into a deep furrow.

"Heh. Pain is good. Only fools like you, who rush headfirst into revenge without knowing their own limits, still think they can take on the big players." The white-haired researcher tossed the bloodied cotton aside and threw Heinrich a roll of bandages, motioning for him to wrap himself up.

"Remember this pain. Remember this hatred.

Remember this humiliation. Once you gain true power, you can return it all tenfold—not just to the one who crushed your dignity, but to every one of their lackeys who betrayed you." Her words coiled around Heinrich like a serpent, whispering temptation into his ears.

He knew full well that no one from Leiboz Life could be trusted.

But he had no other choice-he needed power.

"Enough talk. Did you bring what I asked for?" "Of course.

I wouldn't forget something like this." The researcher opened a refrigerated case, extracting an unmarked vial of liquid and drawing it into a syringe.

"The transformation serum is ready. I assume you understand what it does?

It will grant you the potential for greater power-but, of course, it comes with a few...

minor risks. Once this enters your bloodstream, there's no turning back." "Doesn't matter.

Fate never gave me an option to turn back anyway."