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A greatsword carved and chiseled from the very bedrock of Liyue.
An ancient longbow crested with red feathers, a sacred relic of the Flower-Feather Clan that has been passed down from generation to generation.
According to its previous owner, this weapon is the "Mighty Redhorn Stoic Stonethreshing Gilded Goldcrushing Lion Lord" that can send any monster packing with its tail between its legs.
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
A "firewood staff" that was once used in ancient and long-lost rituals.
This famed blade was born in a nation to the far north. But in the name of "Isshin," it was stained with many a dark deed on its home-bound journey.
A standard-issue longsword of the Knights of Favonius. When you're armed with this agile and sharp weapon, channeling the power of the elements has never been so easy!
This longbow's color is unpredictable. Under the light, it takes on a lustrous, watery blue.
A longsword used by the Wolf Knight. Originally just a heavy sheet of iron given to the knight by a blacksmith from the city, it became endowed with legendary power owing to his friendship with the wolves.
An extremely ancient bow that has retained its power despite its original master being long gone. It draws power from everyone and everything in the world, and the further away you are from that which your heart desires, the more powerful it is.
A sword made of a material known as "blackcliff." It has a dark crimson glow on its black blade.
The great king of the ocean. Having been air-dried, it makes for a fine weapon as well as emergency sustenance.
This famous blade was once created by the hand of Urakusai, the renowned literatus. Legend has it that it has never cut any living creature in all these hundreds of years.
A "firewood staff" that was once used in ancient and long-lost rituals.
A weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
A standard-issue longsword of the Knights of Favonius. When you're armed with this agile and sharp weapon, channeling the power of the elements has never been so easy!
A straight sword as black as the night. It once belonged to a thief who roamed the benighted streets.
A straight sword as black as the night. It once belonged to a thief who roamed the benighted streets.
A bow that once served as an extraordinary instrument. It is no longer capable of getting people up and dancing.
A bow as lovely as any bard's lyre, its arrows pierce the heart like a lamenting sigh.
An ancient greatsword discovered in the Blackcliff Forge. It swings with such an immense force that one feels it could cut straight through reality itself.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
A heavy notebook filled with musical scores. Though suffering from moth damage and heavy wear-and-tear, there is still much power to be found among the hand-written words within.
A rather special oil-paper umbrella. While long wanderings may make one used to the wind and the rain, there might be some fun in admiring a rainy scene beneath this parasol.
A ceremonial greatsword that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
An exotic sword with one section of the blade left blunt. It made its way into Liyue via the hands of foreign traders. Incredibly powerful in the hands of someone who knows how to use it.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
A bow that once served as an extraordinary instrument. It is no longer capable of getting people up and dancing.
An ancient ceremonial weapon passed down by the Masters of the Night-Wind. This dark bow is forever wreathed in an unshakable chill.
A ceremonial sword that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
A dully gilded catalyst secretly guarded in the Blackcliff Forge. It seems to glow with the very light from the sky.
A lute whose golden strings are as radiant as sunlight. It appears to be a relic from the Seelie of old.
A polearm decorated with an entwining golden dragon. Light and sharp, this weapon may very well kill dragons with ease.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
The sword of a knight that symbolizes the restored honor of Dvalin. The blessings of the Anemo Archon rest on the fuller of the blade, imbuing the sword with the powers of the sky and the wind.
A standard-issue longsword of the Knights of Favonius. When you're armed with this agile and sharp weapon, channeling the power of the elements has never been so easy!
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
In the distant past, this was the beloved spear of a famed Inazuman bandit.
A prototype for a standard-issue weapon the Yuheng commissioned from Blackcliff Forge after having analyzed the ancient mechanisms that protected the adeptal abode upon Tianheng.
A keen polearm forged from jade. It gives off rainbow-hued light when exposed to sunlight.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
A ceremonial hunting bow that has become petrified over time. The trinkets on it are still visible. It grants the wielder the power to withstand the winds of time.
A blade custom made for a famed samurai who could strike down a tengu warrior, known for their incredible agility, in midair.
A fluorescent greatsword with no sharp edge that crushes enemies with brute force and raw power.
This seems to be a now-extinct fish. Its body is sufficiently elastic that a string may be attached to it to let it serve as a bow.
Once upon a time, there was a youkai that roamed Inazuma in the form of a lantern's flame. This must once have been one of its vessels.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
A caduceus symbolizing the glory of alchemy, made from special alloys to match its special status. It is exceedingly rigid and heavy, and would probably hurt pretty bad if used as a cudgel.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
A heavy ceremonial sword of the Knights of Favonius. It channels elemental power easily and is highly destructive.
A heavy greatsword. A clock is embedded within it, though its internal mechanisms have long been damaged.
A creepy straight sword that almost seems to yearn for life. It drips with a shriveling venom that could even corrupt a mighty dragon.
A heavy ceremonial sword of the Knights of Favonius. It channels elemental power easily and is highly destructive.
An ancient greatsword that was stored between frescoes. Forged from Starsilver, it has the power to cleave through ice and snow.
A cloud atlas symbolizing Dvalin and his former master, the Anemo Archon. It details the winds and clouds of the northern regions and contains the powers of the sky and wind.
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
A polearm decorated with an entwining golden dragon. Light and sharp, this weapon may very well kill dragons with ease.
An immaculate, sharp silver sword that can slice through armor like moonlight flowing through the empty night. According to legend, it is a divine blade, blessed by the first Moonchanter herself.
A secret tome that belonged to the scholars of the Knights of Favonius. It describes the logic and power of elements and matter.
A magical sword that can only be wielded by the ultimate overlord who rules the seas. As it has been made with special water-resistant materials, it will not get ruined by water damage even after being immersed. Why, one might even call it invincible!
A claymore that symbolizes the pride of Dvalin soaring through the skies. When swung, it emits a deep hum as the full force of Dvalin's command of the sky and the wind is unleashed.
Tribal tales tell of a great blade forged by the People of the Springs to protect a child who would embark on a distant journey. This particular weapon appears to be a replica of that legendary sword.
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An Instant Before A Gaze
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He once heard a ballad, singing in praise of that sliver of light: Rose blooms, to answer THEIR smile. Dawn shines, to illuminate THEIR visage. Melody plays, to banish THEIR fatigue. But, light, once gone, never returns. Yet, he still gallops to the far beyond. All that is needed is to wait for, to believe in, and to preach about everything that is of the Beauty in this cosmos. Even if everything is but a fleeting instant before a gaze, he has already found the answer he sought.
On the Fall of an Aeon
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
It began with a flash of light. One by one, THEY fell as the threat of expiration loomed over THEM. THEY had to stop self-replicating and rushed to embrace each other, trying to offer the right to reproduce in exchange for a possibility of survival. THEY held hands in a show of unprecedented unity. ...But the Paths met an abrupt end, and THEY were headed to a true death.
Destiny's Threads Forewoven
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
Destiny always tows the masses onward without reason, and she lurks within the darkness, waiting to inscribe the most crucial of instants. Sorting, matching, shuffling, drawing... She simulates fate's hand in how it manipulates all variables for the masses, seeking the trajectory of truth beneath the visage of a disorderly exterior. Finally, when all the characters are in their place, she brushes over the card faces that are in stasis and assembles the unfathomable truth. "Still missing a card... So, I'll add one in."
Memory's Curtain Never Falls
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
Be it bustling, desolate, fleeting, or enduring... every planet and every instant is brimming with countless events. That condensed history melts at a single touch, flowing as tears from the world's gaze— Some say: How heavy those tears must be, the amassed years capable of fading eternity. Some say: How wondrous the stories they tell, sorrow so clear, joy so serene, unmarred by even a hint of falsehood. The Cosmos flows in silent stillness, and THEY speak not, only watching— Watching and waiting for them to become "memories."
Geniuses' Repose
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She pointed at that green rice cake. "The experiment has ended. Time to take a break. I just can't miss this freshly made dessert." She saw the puppet girl frowning in deep thought. "Well, in your current body, you can only look but not eat. I'll make you a box of new ones when the time comes." She saw the mechanical aristocrat hesitating at his own cup. "Don't worry. It's only machine oil. Perfectly safe for you to consume."
Thus Burns the Dawn
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Once again, at the journey's end, the man's silhouette was swallowed by the sweltering golden sun. "So... that golden blood, the last hope of deliverance, was really..." His tears never had the chance to fall — they vanished into steam. "Snowy, see you tomorrow!" "Deliverer, remember to stay alive till the final act!" "Go be the dawn of Amphoreus..." ... The people's wishes echoed in the void. The Nameless Hero crumbled, his fierce and tragic death laid bare. "If rage can't burn this twisted fate to ashes..." He climbed toward the peak, over and over, only to fall and be shattered, again and again— "Then let me burn with it!"
Life Should Be Cast to Flames
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In that hidden experiment, various illusions constantly surged forward, pulling at his steps. The seductive whispers beckoned him to give up on that treacherous topic, for what reason was there to gamble his life? The cold, threatening voice declared that those who walk the edge of life and death will ultimately burn their lives away. Then there were the angry accusations, shouting to cast the blasphemer — the one who had desecrated the gods — into an execution grounds most cruel. "The performance of life, too, must eventually reach the curtain call." He closed his eyes, grasped the divine flame, and let the pain drown his fading soul. First, his resolute gaze. Then, his beating heart. The complete soul... He threw himself willingly into that most pure and intense flame to be used for the smelting— The voices bubbled and then became silent. In the darkness, the brilliant truth began to take shape in his hands.
But the Battle Isn't Over
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"Remember, the war with the monsters cannot be won by retreating." "We are the last defense, the final iron wall between them and Belobog..." "We cannot retreat under any circumstances!" She looks up to see the frozen earth and endless winter ahead. Business as usual. Only that... the figure at which she had been gazing is gone.
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"Yo, yo. What is up! Is everything coming through?" The orange-haired girl slowly lifts a sledgehammer while shouting enthusiastically at the camera. "Ever seen a pretty girl doing the cinder-block-smashed-on-chest stunt?" "I didn't sign up for this!" The brunette girl cried out loud, only to be met with a sly smile from the girl with the orange hair. "Please. Just let me do this. This is what people would've wanted."
Before the Tutorial Mission Starts
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How much longer until the action starts? You have the nerve to ask a question like that... is something wrong with the new recruit? No. Elio didn't choose her because she was good at field work, but she has to at least survive this rookie assignment. She's cruising. Then I'm relieved. It seems that Bladie has proved to be a reliable operative as well. ...
Solitary Healing
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Things molded by the hands of secrecy are shapeless and incorporeal. In the totality of emptiness, there yet exists a sudden dreaming. Those that court destruction will reap ruinous fruit, while those that clamor to live will survive. That which is extinguished may yet spark, and that which has dried may yet be filled anew. In compassion for the salvation of chaos, the elixir nurtures the shadows. With its back faced to the darkness between the stars, this vessel encapsulates futility and works in vain. "Paradoxical these knowings are, in them shine the fullness of our pride."
Perfect Timing
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On a bustling street, he walks and walks. The sunlight closely follows his footsteps. He makes a stop and picks up an umbrella to shade himself from the sun ...and from that prying gaze.
A Grounded Ascent
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Those delusions and fallacies have been shattered. He wanted to be the sun of the whole world, yet he fell from the sky. "Now, do you feel what pain is?" Another voice in his heart spoke thus. "Yes. And that is what I deserve to feel." He fell into dust and answered himself with his heavy footsteps. He walked on the earth and once again beheld the agony that covers the mortal realm like a never-ending font. He stepped over the thorns that blocked the road and listened to the calls of humanity. He experienced anguish, through which he obtained tranquility. "Falling was originally just another name for flying." And on this eighth day, he granted himself "departure."
Epoch Etched in Golden Blood
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"How will history remember Cerydra a thousand years from now?" She was once asked. To some, she was the eminent "Imperator." That cold and cruel tyrant, that ambitious "Flamecrowned," that empress who burned the Old Era with blood and fire... Others argued she was merely a pitiful "pawn." This forsaken ruler was but a prisoner of ambition, destined to lose everything in that game of chess against the gods. And some said that in the depths of her heart, darker than the ocean's abyss, she was just a mortal named "Cerydra." One who mourned for fallen comrades, who hesitated and feared before her heavy fate, unable to move forward... "Heh. There is no need for history to remember me..." Swallowing the bitterness in her heart, she continued down that path of Flame-Chase paved with sacrifice. "It is our burning golden blood that shall engrave it!"
Texture of Memories
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The universe is like a wasteland filled with rubbish, where occasional treasures lie undiscovered. THEY sift through the cracks of yesterday, seeking seeds of memory. ...If a new life is to be born, its seed has to be dead. Precious stones of pink, blue, and white are brought forth, twinkling gently in THEIR seed plot, even though the universe holds onto its enigmatic silence.
Something Irreplaceable
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"Should a day come when even I'm not here anymore, please look after this database, Svarog." (Who is this... Why is this message in my records...) "Do you have something that's irreplaceable, Svarog?" (Irreplaceable... broken parts... can simply be replaced...) "You'll definitely find it one day, Svarog." (Such things... will only cause trouble...) "When that time comes... You should leave this place behind."
The Hell Where Ideals Burn
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The flames of karma ignite the plains. The ideals of unknowns turn to ashes, as the ideals of others burn passionately. The Guardian traverses between bullets and arrowheads. He can save no one here. He can save everyone here. Kill one person to save one person. Kill ten thousand to save ten thousand. The fate of trampling over our peers is one part of humanity's continued existence. The Guardian had already grown used to all this, and his steps never hesitated. The determination that covers his legs is like wind. The determination that covers his arms is like fire. He is still seeking a miracle that can bring forth salvation.
Fly Into a Pink Tomorrow
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A gentle breeze scatters the clouds, revealing the face of the cosmos. The golden glow shimmers, as epics echo through the starry sky. "Shooting stars, encounters, promises!" The little fairy gazes at the sky, like their first meeting, like a reunion. "Mem, waiting. Trailblaze, the world!" The little fairy's eyes are illuminated by starlight, twinkling like that pink tomorrow.
Day One of My New Life
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"So happy I got to see Pom-Pom in new clothes today! I like it~" "Today's my birthday! I'm still as cute as ever." "Today, I finally finally finally have a junior! Isn't that right, Trailblazer?" We click the shutter many times without thinking. Do we do that to capture the happiness at that moment? Or to capture ourselves at that moment?
Make the World Clamor
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She stood on the stage, waving at her audience, encouraging them to make their voice heard. Songs, shouts, or laments — anything that makes a sound. Voice your thoughts, so others can come to help. "Don't make your heart as cold as this concrete jungle." — Make the world clamor.
Memories of the Past
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An old photo lies on the far end of the table in the guardian's residence. She would always subconsciously move her eyes away whenever she happened to see it. The memories of the past had already become distant, but the dreams of today still linger.
Post-Op Conversation
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"You're awake... Thank you." "You... saved my life, Natasha. The one who should be saying thanks... is me." "No, I should be thanking you... for holding on until I finished the surgery." The doctor and patient smiled wearily at each other and said nothing more.
Eyes of the Prey
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In reality, most prey don't realize when danger is encroaching. This one's no exception. The sniper's scope slowly centers on a man throwing banknotes stack after stack, who seems completely oblivious to his impending demise. "So that's what greed looks like. That amount is equal to several of my contracts already... No wonder someone wants him dead." As if these thoughts were broadcasted out loud, the man in the scope turns his head, looking straight into the eyes of the sniper. "I've been waiting for you. Would this much be enough for you to hear me out?"
Past and Future
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The wings of the paper kite in her hands were broken, brutally reminding her of her beloved's tragic passing. She kneeled next to the fire of war, eyes full of sorrow. "If you are the only one left to do this, then our sacrifice would..." Gunfire raged on, painting the sky red without dampening its majesty. She looked up at the sky, eyes full of fury.
Past and Future
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The wings of the paper kite in her hands were broken, brutally reminding her of her beloved's tragic passing. She kneeled next to the fire of war, eyes full of sorrow. "If you are the only one left to do this, then our sacrifice would..." Gunfire raged on, painting the sky red without dampening its majesty. She looked up at the sky, eyes full of fury.
The Seriousness of Breakfast
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Though the table is set... Some people want a cup of tea first. Some people want to take a picture first. Some people want to read the newspaper first. Some people want to write a page in their notebook first. Some people want to play on their phone first. "All of you, eat while the food is hot!"
Eyes of the Prey
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In reality, most prey don't realize when danger is encroaching. This one's no exception. The sniper's scope slowly centers on a man throwing banknotes stack after stack, who seems completely oblivious to his impending demise. "So that's what greed looks like. That amount is equal to several of my contracts already... No wonder someone wants him dead." As if these thoughts were broadcasted out loud, the man in the scope turns his head, looking straight into the eyes of the sniper. "I've been waiting for you. Would this much be enough for you to hear me out?"
The Birth of the Self
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In the beginning, it had the exact same pose as the previous portrait. Looking at the face identical to hers, she was convinced that this was not her. "Impossible. How can two portraits be exactly the same?" She tweaked its joints, opened its eyes, and made its fingers softer. She looked happy when all the changes were done. "Completely different from yesterday. This is more like who I am today."
River Flows in Spring
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The young boy took a short break from his sword practice. The sunlight was baking his already heated neck. He slowly got into the water, whose coldness touched his bare feet. When the bell chimes and birds tweet, even the people far away would know that springtime had arrived.
Under the Blue Sky
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Under the blue sky, fields of wheat were dancing. The young girl was carefully weaving a flower wreath, for her most beloved little sister. That was when they were still the same height. That was when they shared the same smile.
Only Silence Remains
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"Shouldn't we get off? It's our stop." A chuckle came from above. His eyes moved, but he didn't look up. "To be clear, March always says you're expressionless, but I don't agree." "The train's data bank show traces of an update, but the results weren't saved." "So... which entry were you having trouble with?" He grasped his pen tighter as he looked at the bloody scene drawn in the notebook from memory. "I see. It was the one about you..."
The Moles Welcome You
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"Moles, moles," "Leaving our holes," "Smart moles fear naught foes," "Moles, moles," "Bite your toes!"
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