60 AR | 17+11 Leg | Raiden S1 | Itto S1 | Eola C1 | Xian Yun + Signa | May 20, 2024 Last activity
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An extremely sturdy greatsword from the Blackcliff Forge. It has a dark crimson color from the blade to pommel.
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.
In the distant past, this was the beloved spear of a famed Inazuman bandit.
The great king of the ocean. Having been air-dried, it makes for a fine weapon as well as emergency sustenance.
An ancient longsword discovered in the Blackcliff Forge that cuts through rocks like a hot knife through butter.
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 "firewood staff" that was once used in ancient and long-lost rituals.
A fan carved from pure jade, around which swirls an ancient aura of adeptal energy.
A certain shrine maiden once owned this warbow. It was made with surpassing skill, and is both intricate and sturdy.
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 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.
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 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 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 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 weapon you obtained from an Aranara tale. It has taken on the shape of a greatsword that shall cut down the foes of the forest.
A sword whose power faded when the story ended. It will now embark upon a new journey with the power that remains within it, which commemorates a certain great dream.
A basic wooden bow. It is said to have once been used as a tool for long-distance communication.
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.
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 spear created from the fang of a dragon. It is oddly warm to the touch.
An ancient greatsword that was stored between frescoes. Forged from Starsilver, it has the power to cleave through ice and snow.
A polearm decorated with an entwining golden dragon. Light and sharp, this weapon may very well kill dragons with ease.
A fluorescent greatsword with no sharp edge that crushes enemies with brute force and raw power.
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 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 weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
A bow made of blackcliff that features extremely sturdy bow limbs. It requires an archer with a strong bow arm to use.
A heavy greatsword. A clock is embedded within it, though its internal mechanisms have long been damaged.
A dully gilded catalyst secretly guarded in the Blackcliff Forge. It seems to glow with the very light from the sky.
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 bow that once served as an extraordinary instrument. It is no longer capable of getting people up and dancing.
A children's book filled with childish short stories at which one cannot help but laugh.\nEven those readers who have long reached adulthood cannot help but be absorbed by the innocent, naive little adventures portrayed within.
A fluorescent greatsword with no sharp edge that crushes enemies with brute force and raw power.
A dim black glaze pearl that is said to have the power to read the purity of one's heart.
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 completely rusted iron greatbow. The average person would lack the strength to even lift it, let alone fire it.
A hunter's music consists of but two sounds: the twang of the bowstring and the whoosh of soaring arrows.
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 graceful and elegant greatsword that is decorated with flowers and ribbons.
A polearm that symbolizes Dvalin's firm resolve. The upright shaft of this weapon points towards the heavens, clad in the might of sky and wind.
A heavy greatsword. A clock is embedded within it, though its internal mechanisms have long been damaged.
A heavy ceremonial sword of the Knights of Favonius. It channels elemental power easily and is highly destructive.
A polearm made in the style of the Knights of Favonius. Its shaft is straight, and its tip flows lightly like the wind.
An exotic long-bladed rapier that somehow found its way into Liyue via foreign traders. It is light, agile, and sharp.
A spear forged from the rocks of the Guyun Stone Forest. Its hardness knows no equal.
A weapon you obtained from an Aranara tale. It is shaped like a giant arrow and can be used as a spear.
Beneath its rusty exterior is a lavishly decorated thin blade. It swings as swiftly as the wind.
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 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.
An exceptionally powerful polearm that also offers a simple but elegant solution to the issue of the easily stained white tassel.
A weathered script, the text of which is no longer legible. A cursed item eroded by the winds of time.
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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.
Night on the Milky Way
lvl 60 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.
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.
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. ...
Cruising in the Stellar Sea
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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.
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.
Dance! Dance! Dance!
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"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!"
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 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."
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 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!"
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."
Swordplay
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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.
Resolution Shines As Pearls of Sweat
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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.
Fermata
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The phonograph record is being played, spinning nonstop. Even the sounds of all those hoarse shrieks cannot escape the heatwave and are dampened by its tepidity. She seemed unprepared and utterly enthralled by the fascinating melodies: It started with sincerity and anticipation... ...followed by a passionate catharsis... ...with one climax after another... ...until the record's spinning came to a final stop and those hoarse shrieks were no longer audible. "Mission accomplished."
Defense
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A drop of strength condensed from time itself. All the seemingly insignificant moments come together to form the magnificent choir of fate. "If you ever doubt these walls will lead us to victory, just look at these brave souls standing atop them."
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.
Woof! Walk Time!
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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!
A Secret Vow
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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.