33 characters · 8 legendary
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An exceptionally powerful polearm that also offers a simple but elegant solution to the issue of the easily stained white tassel.
One of a paired set of scepters fashioned from obsidian. Legend has it that these staves grant the right to lead the people of the desert, but no retainer now lives who can verify the proper appearance of these regalia.
A completely rusted iron greatbow. The average person would lack the strength to even lift it, let alone fire it.
A prototype longbow discovered in the Blackcliff Forge. The arrow fired from this bow glimmers like a ray of moonlight.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
An exotic long-bladed rapier that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders. It is light, agile, and sharp.
A sharp blade with extravagant carvings that somehow does not compromise on durability and sharpness. It roars like a lion as it cuts through the air.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A weapon you obtained from an Aranara tale. It has taken on the shape of a blade that can cut down the foes of the forest.
A bow, despite the name. After countless experiments and improvements to the design, the creator of the ultimate slingshot found himself to have made what was actually a bow.
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.
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 heavy greatsword. A clock is embedded within it, though its internal mechanisms have long been damaged.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
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 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!
In the distant past, this was the beloved spear of a famed Inazuman bandit.
A weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by 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 bow, despite the name. After countless experiments and improvements to the design, the creator of the ultimate slingshot found himself to have made what was actually a bow.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
An ancient greatsword that gleams like the waters themselves. A thousand years of sand erosion has not dulled its unnaturally sharp edge one bit.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
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 sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
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 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.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
37 characters · 15 legendary
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Woof! Walk Time!
lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1
Pity that no one has seen it... Seen it screw up its nose and sniff around and dive into an empty path. Pity that no one has seen it... Seen it retract its claws, enter the password, and leap into the embraces of freedom. Has nobody seen it still...? A grown dog can now walk itself in space!
Time Waits for No One
lvl 1 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.
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.
For Tomorrow's Journey
lvl 80 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.
Memories of the Past
lvl 80 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.
We Are Wildfire
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
She got used to people losing their homes. And she got used to people losing their lives. But crying alone was useless. "Wear this red scarf, and then we shall share each other's pain." "We are family. We are Wildfire." The moment that pair of big hands held her head, she could no longer hold back her tears.
Past and Future
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 2
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.
Geniuses' Repose
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 4
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."
Sailing Towards a Second Life
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
He felt as if he had fallen into a deep sea. Everything was departing from him, leaving only his hollow thoughts writhing and struggling all alone. Terror, anxiety, loneliness, darkness, rage — these feelings didn't dissipate with his physical body, but remained within the mechanical shell in a different manner — and they were even heavier than before. He heard the call of the dead, smelled the scent of something being charred, the whirl of machinery buzzed around his ears, and the new blue blood flew towards his thirsty heart... Some cruel memories resurfaced as the unforgettable hatred turned into a weak light in the darkness. He followed the light to walk toward the end of it all, exerting every ounce of his strength to rise once again to the surface. He opened his eyes and a flash of fireworks darted past before hearing the doctor's congratulations — "Welcome to this world, once again." He balled his hands into fists — hands that were now made of cold iron... He would no longer live for himself.
Victory In a Blink
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
The Titankins' all-consuming roars sweep across the battlefield. Two lightning-quick figures slaughter their way out of combat. "I alone will be enough to handle them." Every punch unleashed by the warrior sends spears of blood through the bodies of the enemy. "Brute force and nothing more. Watch my blade!" As a blade of pale silver slices in a curve, monsters drop like falling leaves. "A contest of speed?" The two charge at the other side simultaneously. Howls of anguish sound as the stealthy beasts behind them are struck down at once. Two voices can be heard at the same time. "That was my kill!"
Cruising in the Stellar Sea
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 5
Coursing 'tween the sea of stars, THEY cruise with the speed of a rainbow's chromatic flash. A journey of hunting undying abominations, collecting cures and miracles, and seeking deliverance. Akin to a vow unbroken, THEIR voyage will be, ad infinitum.
Meshing Cogs
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Harmony is achieved when everyone does their bit amidst the clunking of machines."
Dance! Dance! Dance!
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 3
"Why couldn't Hook do a spinning dance move, just like how Clara does?" She clenched her tiny fists and pouted her cute lips, her chubby little face looking redder than ever under her signature felt hat. "Please, Mr. Svarog, can you please help Hook with this?" Without saying any words, Mr. Svarog began to hold out his robotic arm. "I'm g—gonna be sick!!! Put me down now! Please!"
Quid Pro Quo
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 5
After enjoying an intense massage from the dragon girl, the foxian girl held out her hand and playfully pinched the dragon girl's little chubby cheeks. The little girl then pouted her lips, clearly offended, only to elicit a gleeful giggle from the foxian girl. "Now that's what I call a proper quid pro quo."
The Birth of the Self
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 4
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."
Meshing Cogs
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 5
A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "Harmony is achieved when everyone does their bit amidst the clunking of machines."
Planetary Rendezvous
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 4
She had no idea what to expect when she first started out on this journey. All she knew was that she could at long last be rid of the judgmental eyes and petty bickering of her family. She felt she finally understood what the poet was trying to say. "One day, we would grow wings and forget what it was like to walk." The light in her eyes became the glittering stars.
Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat
lvl 70 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.
River Flows in Spring
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 2
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.
Post-Op Conversation
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 2
"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.
16 characters · 7 legendary
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Rina
Lv.40
Lv.40
Harumasa
Lv.40
Lv.30
Grace
Lv.40
Lv.10
Miyabi
Lv.40
Lv.10
Zhao
Lv.1
Lycaon
Lv.1
Soldier 11
Lv.1
Soukaku
Lv.10
Billy
Lv.20
Lv.20
Nicole
Lv.40
Lv.20
Anton
Lv.20
Corin
Lv.10
Ben
Lv.1
Anby
Lv.40
Lv.30
Piper
Lv.1
Seth
Lv.1