38 characters · 9 legendary
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A sword that once shone like the sun. The wielder of this sword will be blessed with a "feel-good" buff. The reflective material on the blade has long worn off.
A ritual vessel carved from jade that reflects the luster of the skies and the clear waters.
In the distant past, this was the beloved spear of a famed Inazuman bandit.
A straight sword as black as the night. It once belonged to a thief who roamed the benighted streets.
An exceptionally powerful polearm that also offers a simple but elegant solution to the issue of the easily stained white tassel.
A polearm decorated with an entwining golden dragon. Light and sharp, this weapon may very well kill dragons with ease.
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!
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
Beneath its rusty exterior is a lavishly decorated thin blade. It swings as swiftly as the wind.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A cheap fantasy novel with no value whatsoever. Any claim that it possesses the power of catalysis is also pure fantasy.
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.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A reliable steel sword. The legendary Skyrider once tried to ride it as a flying sword... for the second time.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A fluorescent greatsword with no sharp edge that crushes enemies with brute force and raw power.
A fictional story of a band of five heroes who go off on a dragon hunt. It is poorly written and structurally incoherent. Its value lies in the many lessons that can be learned from failure.
A spear created from the fang of a dragon. It is oddly warm to the touch.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
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.
It is said that this bow can shoot down eagles in flight, but ultimately how true that is depends on the skill of the archer.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
An ancient longsword discovered in the Blackcliff Forge that cuts through rocks like a hot knife through butter.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
36 characters · 14 legendary
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The Moles Welcome You
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
"Moles, moles," "Leaving our holes," "Smart moles fear naught foes," "Moles, moles," "Bite your toes!"
Hey, Over Here
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
Three girls stroll in the darkness, and the surroundings seem to gain a hint of eeriness. "Huohuo, hurry up, or we won't wait for you!" She steps forward confidently with her phone clutched in her hand, seemingly unaffected by the paranormal ambiance. "I—I'm over here!" The girl standing ahead responds timidly. "Huh? So you were in the front all along, then who is following Shangshang and me..." The perfect end for this scene would definitely be a girlish scream.
I Shall Be My Own Sword
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
The blade shattered, plunging into the bone-chilling cold. All earthly instruments are mere futilities, their worth discernible with a single glance. "What use do I have of swords?" She holds no attachment, nor does her gaze accommodate anything within. "From now on, I shall be my own sword." To transcend perceived precipices and achieve unprecedented breakthroughs, one must regard themselves as "kindling" to fuel their own fire.
She Already Shut Her Eyes
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
The ache in the middle of her forehead will accompany her for the rest of her life, but it is only a fraction of what she had experienced in the past. She thought herself prescient until the departure of those for whom she cared. She now "sees" the world ever-changing, the times ever-shifting... But she already shut her eyes, because the future has already been determined ...inside "the third eye."
A Secret Vow
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
The boy would always make sure that his gloves and elbow guards were in good shape before leaving. He treasured his gloves more than anything because they were tight enough to hide secrets. With this layer of protection, no one could see the bandages on his hand and the wound beneath them. He would be treated as if he was normal, and he would be greeted just like everyone else. That was all he asked for.
The Seriousness of Breakfast
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
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!"
Past Self in Mirror
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
She once loved to seal the moment when plum blossoms were on the verge of wilting and keep them close to her. It has been many years since then. Many lifeforms — rambunctious, sweet, and everything in between — have bloomed from her hands, but the plum blossoms still wilt at their preordained times. It has been many years since then. Her visage in the mirror seems untouched by time. But, in the grand scheme of the cosmos, is she too destined to last for but a fleeting moment? "If all is set for eventual demise, what purpose, then, does creation serve?" After a silence that seems to stretch to eternity, the winds blow, the petals fall, and the reflection in the mirror tenders the same answer as always. "For the day when plum blossoms are no longer kept." She deftly caresses the icy surface of the mirror. Such soliloquies have happened too many times for her to count.
Trend of the Universal Market
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 2
The planet is receiving a revaluation... "Will this project show that it's mutually beneficial to collect any outstanding debts?" "But we only need to convey one message — our existence." "If it were to have a value of its own, then it must create value for the corporation."
But the Battle Isn't Over
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1
"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.
Before the Tutorial Mission Starts
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 4
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. ...
Along the Passing Shore
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
Flowing in the narrow border between "existence" and "nothingness," the ice-cold tides eternally lap against the shores and bring all things to their final end. In this place, the drowned ask for help, lament with songs, find their happiness, enjoy sweet moments, and suffer great agony... All these are reflected in the water. She cannot experience these, but she can feel them — There are still many roads to walk, many sounds to listen to, and many things to change before she arrives at the end. She reaches out and saves the drowning from the temptations of Nihility, and one mirage after another bursts apart behind her figure. She keeps walking in this boundless world, all for an end that does not exist. — And it's always raining here.
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lvl 60 Overlay lvl 1
"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."
For Tomorrow's Journey
lvl 68 Overlay lvl 5
The hands of the compass keep turning until they point to the moment of dreams. The Asdana system, overflowing with memoria, glows with a soft light outside the train's windows. The frontier prison within is currently engulfed in the fires of war. "Hey guys, what do you suppose the world within the dream would look like?? I must meticulously map it out!" The girl, packing away her surveying tools, gazes at the new world within reach, filled with anticipation. "That place is a mess. Don't you run off once we get there. I won't have you two getting kidnapped again..." The man in cowboy attire grumbles as he cleans his weapon, then walks over to the sofa with a drink, shaking his head in resignation. "The Land of the Dreams promises infinite possibilities. We'll surely make our mark... Hey, conductor, if we fall in love with that place and never return, would you miss us?" The Nameless dressed like a gentleman winks at Pom-Pom, smiling. "'You can't joke at the conductor's expense like this!' Is that what you want to say, conductor?" The girl's mischievous grin spreads across her face. "You guys are! So! Mean!" Bubbles drift up and down in the glass as the Express fills up with joyful laughter. ... The youthful silhouettes of these Nameless get gradually swallowed by memoria. "Have a... safe... trip...please..." When the conductor turns their head, the Express is already empty. The conductor stands frozen, this scene hauntingly familiar, as if lived through countless times before.
Time Waits for No One
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
She had spent many days next to the window. Flowers were blooming outside when she made gentle medicines with mint and nepeta. Rain was falling outside when she made strong medicines with mosla and ginger. Leaves were falling outside when she made sour medicines with peony roots and dry plums. And snow was falling outside when she made bitter medicines with skullcaps and anemarrhena. Time flows endlessly, but this window and the person sitting next to it remain forever the same.
Geniuses' Repose
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 2
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."
Arrows
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1
A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "The hunter's eyes are the clearest when they pull back the bowstring with the arrow nocked."
Chorus
lvl 5 Overlay lvl 1
A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Fingers clutch to make a fist, strength is built via numbers. I give myself for something higher — the concept of us."
Perfect Timing
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
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.
Eyes of the Prey
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 4
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?"
Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
The limelight cast on the boxing ring is bright, but no brighter than all those beads of sweat running down his back. He has long been determined to use his two fists to protect those he cherishes the most. After all, they are the ones who ignited his determination in the first place. They are the ones who have always been there for him, be it inside or outside the boxing ring.
Mutual Demise
lvl 30 Overlay lvl 4
A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "How does one make perfect the past of a planet? Now — immediately — rend the planet asunder."
What Is Real?
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
"If all the clocks are displaying the wrong time..." "If those bound to promises fulfilled their vows through betrayal..." "If those who sink into the realm of dreams never truly fell asleep..." "If the dead return to life, only to discover their names have been stripped..." "If... if..." He blows out the flame, and in darkness, there is but the eternal ticking of the timepiece.
Memories of the Past
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1
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.