Линша

Poised to Bloom

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Dawn's first light whispers. In the stillness of the flower grove, a shifting form dances, startling birds into flight one after another. Silently reciting sword techniques, she moves with the flow, her once-clumsy moves now gaining finesse. Where the sword's cuts rend the air, petals fall like rain, swirling chaotically as they fall. Unbeknownst to her, the cool mist has dampened her hair. "Nice swordplay!" Startled, she instinctively turns her sword— Behind her, a young {F#woman}{M#man} with gray hair lowers the camera in hand. "Beautiful memories won't just fade away with the wind."

Sleep Like the Dead

lvl 30 Overlay lvl 1

The boy is still tightly grasping the sword even when fast asleep against the general's shoulder. The general gently taps the boy's cheek, and the boy mutters in his sleep. "General... I finally... won." The general pauses. He suddenly realizes that, compared to the boy trying to improve every day, he himself has endured too many years and is used to stagnation. "You will soon be better than everyone, and that will only be the beginning..."

What Is Real?

lvl 80 Overlay lvl 2

"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.

Boundless Choreo

lvl 80 Overlay lvl 4

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?"

In the Name of the World

lvl 60 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."

For Tomorrow's Journey

lvl 60 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.

Shared Feeling

lvl 60 Overlay lvl 3

When the doctor found the wounded girl, she was clinging to a machine that had stopped working, with all sorts of parts filling her pocket. She took the girl back to her clinic and treated the wounds. Drops of sweat slowly rolled down the girl's cheek, but she remained silent and her hands didn't stop fiddling the machine. To the doctor, the way the girl was attached to the machine was very much like how she was attached to her patients who needed help. So the doctor did not try to comfort the girl nor did she nag her about being more careful; but rather, she sat down with her to give her a moment of peace.

Worrisome, Blissful

lvl 70 Overlay lvl 1

For a competent IPC professional, "feeling overwhelmed" is absolutely not allowed. Stand tall and take on whatever comes your way, be it burnout or overwork! Unless... it's being overwhelmed by "them." "Oh, don't get so antsy! I only have two hands!" A girl who just returned home from working overtime is pinned down by a group of fluffy creatures. They may not fully understand her words, simply nuzzling their round heads closer to her palm. The feeling of exhaustion gradually fades from her body, replaced by the warmth and comfort brought by stroking their fur.

Quid Pro Quo

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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."

Planetary Rendezvous

lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1

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.

Under the Blue Sky

lvl 27 Overlay lvl 1

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.

The Birth of the Self

lvl 60 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."

Hidden Shadow

lvl 30 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 Nihility might find us, but there is a non-zero chance that they might not."

Post-Op Conversation

lvl 40 Overlay lvl 1

"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.

Chorus

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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. "Fingers clutch to make a fist, strength is built via numbers. I give myself for something higher — the concept of us."

The Seriousness of Breakfast

lvl 40 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!"

Perfect Timing

lvl 17 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.

Void

lvl 53 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. "He stared into the void, hanging high like the dark sun at the end of all matter, or a mouth that answered all questions. It said: ███ █ ███ ██ The answer couldn't be expressed in any human language, but could be understood by all."

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!"

Mutual Demise

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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. "How does one make perfect the past of a planet? Now — immediately — rend the planet asunder."

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!

Planetary Rendezvous

lvl 1 Overlay lvl 1

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.

Adversarial

lvl 1 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. "Freedom fighters will never die, as their stories will forever be told."

Only Silence Remains

lvl 60 Overlay lvl 1

"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..."

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.

Meshing Cogs

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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. "Harmony is achieved when everyone does their bit amidst the clunking of machines."

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.

Good Night and Sleep Well

lvl 70 Overlay lvl 5

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."

River Flows in Spring

lvl 50 Overlay lvl 1

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.

Mediation

lvl 30 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. "What can be more joyous than purging disharmony?"