Cirilla
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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 sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A bell crafted of deep sapphire and sterling silver. Its echoes are as crisp as they are distant.
A greatbow that symbolizes Dvalin's affiliation with the Anemo Archon. The sound of the bow firing is music to the Anemo Archon's ears. It contains the power of the sky and wind within.
A heavy greatsword. A clock is embedded within it, though its internal mechanisms have long been damaged.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
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 longbow that was a gift from the Shogun. Eternal lightning crackles all around it.
An extremely sturdy greatsword from the Blackcliff Forge. It has a dark crimson color from the blade to pommel.
An exceptionally powerful polearm that also offers a simple but elegant solution to the issue of the easily stained white tassel.
This ancient double-edged sword glimmers with moonlight. It is said that a now-silent Jinni dwells within it.
In the distant past, this was the beloved spear of a famed Inazuman bandit.
A nautical chart featuring nearby currents and climates that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
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 weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
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 handy length of abandoned copper pipe that was once used as a weapon. It was famous — or infamous, depending — in some circles.
A weapon made of blackcliff and aerosiderite. There is a dark crimson glow on its cold black sheen.
A peculiarly shaped jade longsword that has been passed down amongst the Masters of the Night-Wind as a "priestly flute."
A dully gilded catalyst secretly guarded in the Blackcliff Forge. It seems to glow with the very light from the sky.
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 standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
The soul of the Knights of Favonius. Millennia later, it still calls on the winds of swift justice to vanquish all evil — just like the last heroine who wielded it.
A reliable steel sword. The legendary Skyrider once tried to ride it as a flying sword...
A sharp spear. Only its tip remains freshly bloodstained.
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.
An exotic long-bladed rapier that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders. It is light, agile, and sharp.
A standard-issue recurve bow of the Knights of Favonius. Only the best archers can unleash its full potential.
This polearm was once cherished by a member of the old nobility that governed Mondstadt long ago. Although it has never seen the light of day, it is still incomparably sharp.
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 sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
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 polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
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 bow that once served as an extraordinary instrument. It is no longer capable of getting people up and dancing.
A hooked spear discovered hidden away in the Blackcliff Forge. The glimmers along the sharp edge are like stars in the night.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
A ritual vessel carved from jade that reflects the luster of the skies and the clear waters.
A heavy ceremonial sword of the Knights of Favonius. It channels elemental power easily and is highly destructive.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
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.
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 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 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.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the 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 polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
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.
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.
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 hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A mysterious catalyst made of a material known as "blackcliff." It has an ominous crimson glow that seems to pulse in synchronization with the tremors from deep within the earth.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
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 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.
A cheap fantasy novel with no value whatsoever. Any claim that it possesses the power of catalysis is also pure fantasy.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
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Trend of the Universal Market
lvl 80 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 80 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.
Whereabouts Should Dreams Rest
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
This is the edge of the Asdana system. The ocean of memoria roars with mountainous waves and she, like a singular tiny spark, may be doused at any moment in the storm. "For one who cannot dream to enter the Synesthesia Dreamscape, they would have to pay a price comparable to death." She can still hear her companions' concerned voices next to her ears. She takes a deep breath and dives into the Memory Zone. As the vessel silently sinks into the depth of the Memory Zone, small pinpricks of firefly lights dissipate from the cracks and are then immediately swallowed up by the endless darkness. "Wherefore do you hurtle unto death?" In the ocean of memoria that grows deeper and deeper, the weak light emitted by the Memory Zone creatures are like faraway eyes that nonchalantly glance at her. Dreams remained too distant for her. She gazes emptily out at the boundless darkness, her body and soul having reached the breakdown threshold long ago under the heavy pressure of memoria. Though she realizes her consciousness is gradually fading, only those remaining memories are playing over and over in her brain — The Swarm that covered the sky tore through the frontline defenses as she flew towards the Swarm while enveloped in fire. The charred ash of the Swarm faded like snow, under which lies the pitch-black carcasses of the knights. She didn't even have the time to take a bouquet and offer her final acknowledgement to knights, who were dying one after another. Their lives bloomed in the blink of an eye and went out equally fleetingly. Like a string of genetic code, they never possessed names and only had numbers allotted instead. "Wherefore do you live?" In the deathly silence, like flames dissolving in the sea, she is reduced to a singular spot of fire and unendingly progresses towards the light... She opens her eyes after what seems to be forever. She sees the "future" looking like a pearl, radiating with a soft and vague light. Tears stream down her face — "I do it to find... my own 'dream'..."
Memories of the Past
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
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.
Ninja Record: Sound Hunt
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
In the realm of Cosmic Ninjutsu, ever-changing grace, Hear the echoes of my hunting chase! Feel the beat, my rhythm's call, Guitar strums, the atmospheres enthrall. Bass notes with a tender hue, Electro-acoustic kindles anew. Sweat's testament, truth untold, Every twist and turn, melodies unfold. My sound ascends, reaching high, Through bruises and battles, I never shy. The Dazzling! The Dazzling! A chant so bold. The Dazzling! The Dazzling! In tales untold, The Dazzling! The Dazzling! An epic foretold! Yo. Yo. In this wild world. Let the hearts go ablaze. Sing out loud, chant your soul, and let's embrace the utter craze!
Texture of Memories
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
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.
Night on the Milky Way
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
If you are concerned for the road, just look up again. When the stars look gently down, the heart would already be soaring. Every thought and every whisper, becomes a life experience that would never leave.
Eyes of the Prey
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 2
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?"
Swordplay
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
Looking rather skeptical, the girl thrust the small sword at her imaginary enemy in an attempt to convince herself that this thing was useful. How can something so feeble compete with my two-handed sword? Do enemies even notice when they get stabbed? The owner of the sword did not seem to care about its size. After all, enemies are defeated by strategy, not swords. It doesn't matter whether the sword is heavy or light, as long as you use the pointy end.
Perfect Timing
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
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.
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.
Concert for Two
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
"Big brother, what's this..." "It's been so long since you sang with joy... I've built a stage for you, though it's... a bit rudimentary." "But the teacher thinks I'm not cut out for this..." "Nonsense, I think you sound amazing! And your dreams will definitely come true. You deserve to sing on a bigger stage..." ... Many years later, she stood on a dazzling stage, looking at the surging fans below, but lost herself for a moment... On the long journey of chasing dreams, she would always remember that trusting gaze and her first "concert." No glamorous lights, no elaborate makeup, just a child building a stage to encourage another child to pursue their dreams. "Now, our dreams have come true. But... are they still 'our' dreams?" She tightened her grip on the microphone. Before the next song began, she didn't even have time to feel sad.
Cruising in the Stellar Sea
lvl 80 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.
Eyes of the Prey
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
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?"
Good Night and Sleep Well
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 2
The dim light outlines the dust tracks, As a young girl mumbles sweetly in her sleep. A silent figure appears behind her. "Well, well, well, you're cuter without those glasses — I knew it." The guitarist stares at her sleeping face, muttering to herself: "Good night, the genius girl that worries a lot."
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.
Eternal Calculus
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
Eternally suspended in the void, Streams of shimmering data flood into THEIR mind. Turning all things past and future into symbols, THEY deduce the end from the beginning. Knowledge, answers, truths... In the mist of information, a brilliant light arises, And everything becomes clear to THEM.
Dance! Dance! Dance!
lvl 80 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!"
The Great Cosmic Enterprise
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
In a virtual exhibition hall sculpted from data, the exhibition representatives exchanged opinions. Two figures moved between the booths, delivering everything needed by each party. "Hmm, are you...?" "I've seen you on TV." They talked about games, food, each other's morphologies, and all the beautiful things in the universe. Though their meetings were few and far between, they were as close as old friends— "By the way, have you thought about my proposal..." "The Express is not for sale!"
Victory In a Blink
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
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!"
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."
Eyes of the Prey
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 2
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?"
Victory In a Blink
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
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!"
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.
The Birth of the Self
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
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."
Swordplay
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
Looking rather skeptical, the girl thrust the small sword at her imaginary enemy in an attempt to convince herself that this thing was useful. How can something so feeble compete with my two-handed sword? Do enemies even notice when they get stabbed? The owner of the sword did not seem to care about its size. After all, enemies are defeated by strategy, not swords. It doesn't matter whether the sword is heavy or light, as long as you use the pointy end.
In the Name of the World
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
"Welt...?" "It's a... great name, right?" "Then..." "From now on, you are Welt." "This Herrscher core... and the mission to protect the world..." "I'll leave them to you, Welt."
What Is Real?
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 5
"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.
It's Showtime
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 2
—Who witnessed his death? —Me! I spied it with my little eyes! —Who took his blood? —Me! I seized it with my little saucer! —Who dug his grave? —Me! I did it with my chisel and shovel! The sage schemes exhaustedly, the king lusts insatiably, the hero prides falsely — only the Fool laughs perpetually "Now, let us welcome Ms. Sparkle to bring us the performance of the year — Penacony's Night of Fright!"
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."
Post-Op Conversation
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 3
"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.
Geniuses' Repose
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 1
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."
Swordplay
lvl 20 Overlay lvl 1
Looking rather skeptical, the girl thrust the small sword at her imaginary enemy in an attempt to convince herself that this thing was useful. How can something so feeble compete with my two-handed sword? Do enemies even notice when they get stabbed? The owner of the sword did not seem to care about its size. After all, enemies are defeated by strategy, not swords. It doesn't matter whether the sword is heavy or light, as long as you use the pointy end.
Only Silence Remains
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 5
"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..."
Planetary Rendezvous
lvl 80 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.
