38 characters · 8 legendary
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In the distant past, this was the beloved spear of a famed Inazuman bandit.
Youthful dreams and the thrill of adventure. If this isn't enough, then make it up with valiance.
A stage prop once used by a past "Great Magician." Its final secret was that it was also a weapon beyond the pale.
An exotic long-bladed rapier that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders. It is light, agile, and sharp.
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.
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 beacon that shows the direction of the wind. Not every idyll carried on the breeze remains a gentle thing...
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.
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 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 polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A sturdy sheet of iron that may be powerful enough to break apart mountains if wielded with enough willpower.
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.
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.
Notes left behind by a top student. Many useful spells are listed, and the handwriting is beautiful.
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 polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
A reliable steel-forged weapon that serves as a testament to the great adventures of its old master.
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 catalyst carved out of the hard jade from Jueyun Karst north of Liyue. Small, light, and durable, it is known more colloquially as the "jade ball."
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
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 handy club made of fine steel. The most persuasive line of reasoning in any debater's arsenal.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
Beneath its rusty exterior is a lavishly decorated thin blade. It swings as swiftly as the wind.
A polearm as straight as a flag pole. Well suited to most combat situations, it has an imposing presence when swung.
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 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.
34 characters · 11 legendary
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Make Farewells More Beautiful
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
Another farewell ceremony was underway. A young girl, stepping on broken moonlight, wove a garland of parting by the riverbank. Ancient laments crystallized in the cold air, while the quiet river flowed into a distant land of blossoms. Blood-stained scrolls, rusted long swords, handkerchiefs embroidered with poetry... She accepted their remains, along with the tales of their lives. "My eyes are like lenses, forever longing for the starry sky." —An epitaph dedicated to the departed scholar. "For life and for death, the knight grants only a cold glance." —The maxim that the nameless warrior upheld all his life. "Life is nothing but death, aglow with shimmering light." —The final verse penned by the eternal-seeking poet with his life. ... "Every flower once bloomed with pride..." Accompanied by the river's soft lament, she offered the departed poems, garlands, and remembrances— "If withering is inevitable, at least let our farewell be... a little more beautiful."
Time Woven Into Gold
lvl 80 Overlay lvl 1
"This strand, a soldier's sacrifice." "This strand, a hero's growth." "This strand, the city's prosperity." .... The Garmentmaker pulls at the threads using a needle, everything held between her fingers. "The destiny of certain heroes has already been severed..." She scoops up another set of golden threads and continues her mending. "The fates of certain heroes must continue..." The divine loom weaves on, and the Garmentmakers dance with lively grace. Eons of time had already passed through the loom, and she has long been accustomed to such waiting.... For the sake of turning time to golden "inspiration."
A Grounded Ascent
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1
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."
But the Battle Isn't Over
lvl 70 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.
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.
Day One of My New Life
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 5
"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?
In the Night
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1
A young girl smiles subtly. "How?" "Right here, right now, I am alone..." "But it feels... very lively."
We Are Wildfire
lvl 60 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.
Boundless Choreo
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 2
Their dance glides gracefully, shadows and light silently exchanging places. She takes the other person's hand, her smile beaming into those indifferent eyes. "Beautiful Ranger... Welcome to the stage of the Remembrance. At this proximity... you are far more enchanting than one might perceive." The surroundings darken, a beam of light cascading from the dome above, tracing their evolving steps. "However, some were meant to dance with us but have yet to arrive..." In a spinning moment, she draws closer to that expressionless face, grips that cold hand, and softly inquires— "Tell me. What have you done?" As their dance steps grow hurried more and more, fragmented snippets of the past rush into her mind through their joined fingertips. In a past that stretches back further and further, she hears the sound of rain and the lamentations just before life's extinguish. Then, she sees her dance partner holding a blood-red paper umbrella in the drizzling rain. Finally, as far as her eyes can see— A field of drowned corpses bobbing in the deluge. Panic-stricken, she tries to withdraw her hand, falling backward. The surroundings brighten again, the banquet's clamor resurfacing. Her dance partner gently supports her waist, as if oblivious to the ordeal that just unfolded. "What a lovely dance that was, Memokeeper. Shall we have another go?"
Victory In a Blink
lvl 70 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!"
Before the Tutorial Mission Starts
lvl 70 Overlay lvl 5
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. ...
Post-Op Conversation
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 5
"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.
The Birth of the Self
lvl 40 Overlay lvl 5
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 1 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."
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.
Sagacity
lvl 1 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. "Should Wise Ones be unable to abandon their identity as humans, they shall be abandoned by wisdom."
Eyes of the Prey
lvl 60 Overlay lvl 1
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?"
Indelible Promise
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 2
A weathered past. A sworn duty to defend home. A dream to blaze a trail across the world— These were entrusted to the unworldly youth by a pair of rough, calloused hands. "Soon, we'll be able to go to a larger world." The boy happily accepted his inheritance. Guarded by youth, he could not yet feel the weight born by the object's significance. "Of course. Before that time comes, however, guard this place well, Misha." He thus engraved that promise deep inside his heart, holding to it forever and always.
Dance! Dance! Dance!
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1
"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 Seriousness of Breakfast
lvl 30 Overlay lvl 1
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!"
Arrows
lvl 30 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. "The hunter's eyes are the clearest when they pull back the bowstring with the arrow nocked."
Swordplay
lvl 1 Overlay lvl 3
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.
