角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
「致各邦司铎、主祭、辅祭，全世之座照耀下的信徒，以及一切有知的生灵：

自大司铎逝世以来，全世宝石不知所踪。
经排查，现场并无任何破坏的痕迹。宝石失窃后，曾有数人报告，目睹其流入黑市后被换成巨额的利衡币。
凡提供有效线索者，可得五千利衡币。缉拿罪犯者，可得十万利衡币。」

——元老院泛黄的告示
「难得回来一次，过了这么久，还没撕掉啊……」

她记得告示贴出的那一天，那个不得不告别的刹那。
她不敢看织者的眼，只能匆匆转身从奥赫玛逃离。

数百年后，新的英雄自翁法罗斯各地而来。她戴着兜帽，远远看着旧日的集市，认识的人却已没了几个。
「酸瓜糖出新口味了？」
将包装纸团成团，她随意弹向花丛的方向。
「玻璃弹珠，好久没玩了！」
她掂量着弹珠，比划着朝水中掷去。
……
片刻之后，花丛中，水中，树上…刺客装扮的人纷纷掉落——
在更远的前方，是那凯旋而归，沐浴光芒的年轻英雄。

她藏在阴影中看着，直到身旁的金线颤动。
「裁缝女，过了这么久，你的金线还是那么灵敏呐。不想被你抓住，该走喽！」

她伸了个懒腰，微微蹲下，那吹来的风带着荒野的气息——

金色的闪电又一次自奥赫玛飞向永夜。
在那呼啸的风中，她仿佛回到了小时候一场又一场以生命为赌注的奔跑。
「奔跑吧，赛法利娅……
只有你知道，你的终点在何方……
终有一日，你能够奔向那个辉煌的未来……」

电光划破黑夜的一瞬间，世界似乎都已被她照亮。  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

"To all priests, high priests, and acolytes of the city-states, to the faithful beneath the radiance of the Throne of Worlds, and to all sentient beings:

Since the passing of our High Priest, the Gem of All Worlds has gone missing.
Upon investigation, no signs of forced entry or damage were found at the scene. After its theft, multiple reports claim to have seen the gem enter the black market, where it was exchanged for a vast sum of Balance Coins.
Anyone providing useful information will receive a reward of 5,000 Balance Coins. The one who captures the culprit will receive a reward of 100,000 Balance Coins."

— A faded, yellowing proclamation from the Council of Elders.

"Wow, all this time, and this thing's still up...?"

She remembered the day the bounty was posted, the moment she had no choice but to say goodbye.
She couldn't meet the weaver's eyes and could only turn away, hastily turning tail and fleeing Okhema.

Centuries later, new heroes flocked here from across Amphoreus. Her hood drawn low, she gazed at the old marketplace from afar, but few familiar faces remained.
"A new flavor of pickled candies?"
Crumpling the wrapper, she casually flicked it toward the flowerbed.
"Glass marbles! Haven't played with these in ages!"
She weighed one in her hand, aiming as she mimed tossing it into the water.
...
Moments later, figures dressed as assassins tumbled down one after another from the flowerbed, the water, the trees—
And yet farther ahead, the young hero stood bathed in light, returning in triumph.

She watched from the shadows until the golden thread beside her trembled.
"Seamstress, all these years, and your golden threads are sharp as ever. If I don't wanna get caught, I'd better get going!"

She stretched lazily, crouching slightly as the wind swept past, heavy with the scent of the wilds.

Once more, a golden streak of lightning tore from Okhema toward the eternal night.
In the howling wind, she felt as if she had returned to her childhood, to those countless races where her life itself was on the line.
"Run, Cifera...
Only you know where your path ends...
And one day, you'll be able to sprint into that splendid future..."

In the instant the lightning split the night, it was as if she had already illuminated the entire world.

海瑟音

角色详情
斯缇科西亚，醉与梦的海滨之城，旧日的歌声仍在浮浪间回荡。
大海的女儿海列屈拉，清洗「海洋」火种的黄金裔，你要驱散污浊的暗流，为天外的英雄奏响不醉不归的盛宴
——散场之时未到，纵然希望如泡沫般易碎，浪花也将一往无前。  

Character Details

Styxia, the coastal city of intoxication and dreams, where echoes of old songs still drift among the waves.
Helektra, Daughter of the Sea, Chrysos Heir who cleanses the Ocean's Coreflame, dispels the murky undercurrents and orchestrates a banquet of revelry for the heroes beyond the sky.
The show must go on. Even if hope is as fragile as bubbles, the waves will keep surging forward.

角色故事•一（解锁条件：角色等级20）
阳光穿透进来时，大海的呼吸会变得五彩斑斓，这是海妖们一天中最为欢悦的时刻。
「♫啪嗒♫」「♫皮咔♫」「♫波砰♫」
海妖的公主雀跃地追逐着泡泡，她最喜欢它们在鼻尖短暂停留然后碎裂的片刻，此时水波会荡漾出七彩的光。

在那万顷的珊瑚丛中，海妖们歌唱着，那里的珠贝熠熠生光，正适合装点于琴弓之上。
乐音从海列屈拉的指尖流淌，如同和缓的水流，拂过惬意畅饮蜜酿的伙伴。

「♫瞧，那辉煌热闹的航船上，人类该有多么欢畅♫」
「♫你思念救起的那人，他的声音定然在你心中回荡♫」
「♫尊贵的公主，无忧无虑的海列屈拉，你会去向何方？是那北境寒冷的冰海，还是人世的苍茫？♫」

饮醉了的海妖们围在她身旁，好奇心就像摇曳的海草缠住她。
「♫尘世嘈杂，极地冰凉……♫」
她轻轻拂过泡泡，微笑着摇头回答：
「♫我愿栖身，在那能欢唱的……♫」

然而警戒的号角很快自深海传出，终止了欢宴。
海妖们随海列屈拉游向深处，海洋的女王向子民宣告——

「♫黑色的潮水将污染那清澈的洋流，我们要调动灵水的波涛，将污水涌引入巨杯，直至『纷争』抵御黑潮的光芒……♫
「♫海洋的宠儿，你可有心之所向？等到黑潮退尽，去往斯缇科西亚，自有陆上的人们为尔等设宴歌唱！♫」

日复一日，海列屈拉带领海妖穿梭在那逐渐昏黑的海洋，清洗污浊的暗流。

「♫伙伴们，别放弃，那不醉不归的辉煌♫
「♫伙伴们，别忘记，我们将要游向远方♫
「♫伙伴们，向前啊，斑斓的希望正荡漾♫」

日复一日，海列屈拉歌唱着。身为眷属，她深知守护这片大海是自己生来的使命——

海列屈拉向深渊游去，那歌声逐渐化作漆黑深海中，唯一的一束光。  

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

When sunlight filtered down through the surface, the sea's breath shimmered with a kaleidoscope of colors. That was the merriest time of day for the sirens.
"♫ Plop ♫" "♫ Pika ♫" "♫ Bo-pom ♫"
The siren princess chased bubbles in delight. Her favorite moment was when one paused on her nose, just before it popped and rippled a burst of color across the water.

Amid coral stretching for miles, the sea sirens sang. The pearls there sparkled like stars, perfect ornaments for a bowstring.
Music flowed from Helektra's fingers like a gentle current, brushing past companions basking in the joy of honey brew.

"♫ Look, on that bright and bustling ship, how happy the humans must be. ♫"
"♫ You long for the one you saved as his voice still echoes in your soul. ♫"
"♫ Noble princess, carefree Helektra, where will you go? To the frigid northern sea, or the boundless world of men? ♫"

The drunken sirens gathered around her, curiosity swaying and curling like seaweed.
"♫ The world above is loud, the pole too cold... ♫"
She brushed a bubble and shook her head with a smile:
"♫ I'll stay where songs still carry... ♫"

But soon, a horn of warning echoed from the deep, cutting the revelry short.
The sirens followed Helektra into the depths, as the Queen of the Ocean addressed her people...

"♫ Dark tides will taint our crystal currents, so we shall summon the sacred waves, draw the filth into the Grand Chalice, until Strife shines back against the black tide... ♫"
"♫ Children of the sea, have you chosen your course? When the black tide recedes, go to Styxia. There, people on the land will raise their glasses in your honor! ♫"

Day after day, Helektra led the sirens through the darkening sea, washing away the corrupted undercurrents.

"♫ Don't give up, my friends, not until we've drowned ourselves in triumph. ♫"
"♫ Don't forget, my friends, we'll swim toward the distant place. ♫"
"♫ Onward, my friends, vibrant hope is stirring the air. ♫"

And day after day, Helektra sang. As a Titankin, she knew guarding these waters was the fate written into her very soul...

Helektra dove into the abyss, her song fading until it became the lone light left in the dark ocean.

角色故事•二（解锁条件：角色等级40）
广袤的珊瑚礁已成一片死地。

第一次将剑刺入黑潮造物的身体时，她的双手仍会轻轻地颤抖。
第一百次与腐朽的昔日伙伴相向，那暗哑的弦已能毫不费力地割开喉咙。
第一千次，第一万次…提琴的珠光零落在海面，而深海已成血色——

在那寂然无声的宫殿废墟，只剩海列屈拉与她一个人的欢宴。

「♫陆地上的人们呐，会举办永不散场的欢宴，将我们的牺牲奖赏……♫」
哀婉的歌声回荡，当「纷争」的泰坦接过抵御黑潮的使命，欣喜的海列屈拉第一次踏出昏黑的海水。

她用珠贝妆点面容，她的尾鳍变为双腿，身上的泡沫化作盛装。波澜不再在她的头顶怒吼，而是在脚下呻吟。
海鸟围绕着大海盘旋，声声凄厉。波涛息止了一瞬，又再次滚滚而逝去。
就像是泡影破裂之后，什么都不曾存在过一样。
她忍受着每一步锥心刺骨的疼痛，前往应许的斯缇科西亚——

这片大地有刺鼻的空气，堆积如山的尸骨，纷争与战火…却唯独没有那场神明许诺的欢宴之地。

「我……海……瑟……」
在那污浊的空气中，她的声音喑哑。
她学习人类的话语，但那些喧嚣的字眼让她无法再如歌般吟唱。她逐渐学会以沉默代替言语。
「一柄不会锈蚀的刀剑」，「一曲冷酷的琴音」…终日与她相伴的，是刺穿肌体的弹响，是生命洒血的悲鸣——

他们说，那来自海洋的剑士明明极善演奏，却缄默疏离，从不言明心迹。
她看见向自己伸来的许多双手，有些意图将她抹杀，有些则声称会为她提供援助，它们曾点燃一盏盏灯火，然后一盏盏熄灭。

「海瑟音，你在往何处去？」

她无法回答。
旧日的琴已化为两把利剑，唯有锋利的挽歌流淌弦上。
即便渴望有一日会有人听懂其中向往，但她逐渐意识到人世也与寂寞的深海无异。
每个人都像是迷失的鱼儿，每个人都在盲目地朝着光芒游去。  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

The once-lush coral reef had become a graveyard of lifeless stone.

The first time she drove her blade into the Black Tide Creature, her hands trembled ever so slightly.
The hundredth time she faced a corrupted former friend, her dull strings could slice through flesh without hesitation.
The thousandth, the ten thousandth... Pearls from her instrument scattered over the sea, and the deep water had turned to blood...

In the silent ruins of that forgotten palace, only Helektra remained at her solitary feast.

"♫ The people on the land will throw feasts that never end, to honor our sacrifice... ♫"
The mournful song echoed through the sea as the Titan of Strife took up the fight against black tide. And for the first time, Helektra rose from the dark waters with joy in her heart.

She adorned her face with pearls. Her tail split into legs. The seafoam on her body became a gown. The crashing tide no longer roared over her head, but whimpered beneath her feet.
Seabirds cried overhead in chilling tones. The waves stilled for a moment, then rolled away again.
As if the dream had popped like a bubble and never truly existed.
She bore each step toward the Promised Land of Styxia with searing pain, like walking on knives...

The land reeked of pungent air as corpses piled high. Conflict and fire ravaged every corner... But the feast promised by the gods was nowhere to be found.

"I... Hy...si..."
Her voice rasped in the polluted air.
She had tried to learn the language of humans, but their noisy, jagged words made it impossible to sing as she once did. So, she slowly chose silence over speech.
"A blade that would never rust," "A melody of cruelty"... What accompanied her day after day were the twangs that pierced flesh, and the cries of lives bleeding out...

They said the swordmaster from the sea could play like no other, yet she stayed distant and mute, never revealing what lay in her heart.
She had seen many hands reach out to her. Some sought to erase her, others offered help. They had lit one flame after another, only to let each flicker out.

"Hysilens, where are you headed?"

She couldn't answer.
Her old instrument had long become two blades, with only sharp requiems now echoing from the strings.
She had once wished someone might understand the longing within her song, but came to realize that the human world was no different from the lonely deep sea.
Everyone was just another lost fish, blindly swimming toward the light.

角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
「海瑟音，追随我，我会赐予你所求的一切。」
她对那从娇小身躯里发出的响亮声音印象深刻，却仍心有怀疑：
「她…又会在什么时候熄灭呢？」

然而这簇灯火像射入深海的天光，愈燃愈烈，持久不熄。
人们见蓝色的烈焰征战无数，次次凯旋，见巨浪如火燎原，见那卷起风浪的剑旗，也化作鲸鲨将腥风血雨尽数吞咽。
她听到炽烈的心跳，激昂的战鼓，雨点般的脚步，潮涌般的悲伤…纯粹如歌的心声自黄金裔的血中流淌，也同样拨动她尘封已久的心弦。

凯撒应许的盛宴在即，年轻的织者与孩童附耳私语，不知那淡漠的剑旗是否愿拨冗出席。
在众人的惊呼声中，织者踮起脚尖，屏住呼吸，想要将这一刻尽收眼底。
她鎏金的裙摆掠过地砖的光色，竟如阳光下的浪花般晶莹剔透。
火烛银花下，人们再次看见了大海的光晕。

「她应下我的心愿，为我们歌唱世界早已遗失的海湾。」
君王的话语落下，乐池亮起，灯光与人影在她眼前荡成海的涟漪。
乐声乘着杯盏中摇曳的泡影，人海中，她发现自己的声音不再空有回响。

拉比努斯和塞涅卡的比斗是清脆的鼓点，维吉妮娅暗藏心意的诗句是律动的词。
缇里西庇俄丝笑了，于是乐曲有了轻灵的复调，阿格莱雅的舞步扬起，那是最优美动人的和音……

「此战胜利之后，剑旗爵，你可有想要之物？」
那冷静的君主竟也有些微醺。
她饮下蜜酿，向君主私语，笑声飞翔在宴会的角落。
这里多么悦耳，多么光亮。
世界旋转着，酒杯相撞的声音，冰块滑动的声音。
久未开口的海妖，她的歌声仍如蜜酿泼洒——

「♫宴席的烛火如此耀眼
一片新的大海
它摇荡在我们举杯碰撞间……♫」  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

"Hysilens, follow me. I will grant you everything you seek."
The voice, loud and clear despite the small frame it came from, left a deep impression. But doubt lingered in her heart:
"And when... will her light go out?"

But this flame burned like sunlight piercing the deep sea, brighter and steadier with every passing moment.
She watched the blue blaze fight battle after battle, always emerging victorious. She saw waves rise like wildfire, saw the Gladius roar through wind and sea, swallowing every storm of carnage like a whale shark.
She heard the thundering heartbeat, the pounding drums of war, the footsteps like falling rain, the sorrow swelling like a tide. The pure, song-like voice of the heart flowed through the blood of the Chrysos Heir, stirring the long-sealed strings in her mind.

The feast Imperator had promised was drawing near. Young weaver whispered to the children at their side, wondering aloud if the cold, distant Gladius would grace them with her presence.
Amidst the crowd's exclamations, the weaver rose on her tiptoes, holding her breath to capture the moment in full.
Her gown, gilded and flowing, brushed the tiles like sunlight glinting on waves.
And under candlelight and silver lanterns, people saw again the shimmer of the sea.

"She answered my wish and sang to us of the sea bays the world had long forgotten."
When the monarch finished speaking, the orchestra lit up. Light and shadows danced before her eyes, rippling like waves.
Music rose with the bubbles in their cups, and in the swell of the crowd, she found her voice was no longer echoing in vain.

The duel between Labienus and Seneca struck like crisp drumbeats. Verginia's hidden meanings pulsed through her verses.
Tribios laughed, and the music gained a playful countermelody. Aglaea leapt into motion, her dance steps weaving the perfect harmony...

"After this battle is won, Dux Gladiorum, is there anything you desire?"
Even the composed monarch seemed slightly tipsy.
She took a sip of honey brew, whispering to the monarch, her laughter dancing in the corner of the banquet.
How bright it was here. How lovely it sounded.
The world spun on, with the clink of glasses, the soft rattle of ice.
The long-silent siren sang again, her voice spilling like the honey brew...

"♫ The candlelight burns so bright at this feast.
A brand-new sea.
It sways between the clinking of our cups... ♫"

角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
她曾以为，「逐火」便是她寻找的、永不散席的盛宴。
可在那不断失却的旅途中，光芒也终如泡沫般碎裂。

她是凯撒的锋刃，她的剑尖总是蜿蜒流淌鲜血。
可当凯撒滚烫的金血滴落在她的指尖，恍惚之间，她又坠落回那孤独的深海。
「呵，为什么…我为之游动的火，由我亲手熄灭……」
在那痛苦的千年迷醉中，她逃避着那迷离光彩的泡沫，但那些已然片片碎裂的过往如今却像海草缠绕不休。

「啪嗒……」
棋子落下。执棋的君王神意自若，可王冠上时而平静时而浓烈的光焰却透露出她真实的情绪。
「我不懂如何下棋。」
「来，我教你。」
她不太熟练地拿起棋子。不过是又一场厮杀而已，她想。

「啪嗒……」
那陡然亢奋的蓝色火焰使她的身边如热泉般温暖。她随意移动着棋子，问道：
「既然终要从棋局上消失，为何它们要不停前进？」

「啪嗒……」
君主啜饮杯中蜜酿，满足地伸展着双臂，又畅然地喟叹着：
「前进本身，不已经足够快意？」
……

千年的等待，她为逐火开辟新的天地，可也知晓那也并非最终的归宿。
「鱼儿需要的，终究只是一片栖身的海……」
在君主留下的一页记忆中，她走向清澈的海水。

♫啪嗒♫，♫皮咔♫，♫波砰♫…五颜六色的泡沫倒影过往岁月，凝结碎裂，碎裂凝结。
「海洋的宠儿，你可有什么心愿想要实现？」
「海瑟音，你在往何处去？」
「剑旗爵，你可有想要之物？」
……
故乡，欢宴，逐火…它们都曾在她的生命中闪耀，然后迅速化为泡影…只剩下一声叹息回荡天际。
从始至终，这便是她拥有的全部——在人世与大海中，都是泡沫破碎的痕迹。

「可它们…多么美丽……」

「♫……♫」
「♫……♫」
「♫……♫」

翁法罗斯的黎明将要升起。
在最后的泡沫破碎前，她微笑着，仿佛已唱尽…那已无需言语表达的心声。  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

She had once believed the Flame-Chase was the eternal celebration she had always searched for.
But as the journey wore on and more was lost, even that shining light shattered like seafoam.

She had been the Imperator's sharpest blade, her sword always flowing with blood.
But when the Imperator's molten gold blood dripped onto her fingertips, she suddenly felt herself sinking again back into that lonely, silent sea.
"Heh, why... did I snuff out the very flame I swam toward with my own hand..."
For a thousand painful years, she had fled from those dazzling bubbles of memory, but now those long-burst fragments clung to her like swaying seaweed, impossible to shake loose.

"Click."
A chess piece lands on the board. Despite her perfect composure, the sovereign's crown of flames reveals what she won't, dancing between serenity and fierce intensity.
"I never learned how to play."
"Then I'll teach you."
She picks up a piece with unpracticed fingers. Just another battleground, she thinks to herself.

"Click."
Suddenly, vibrant blue flames warm the air around her like hot springs. She moves chess pieces without much thought and asks:
"If they're bound to disappear from the board, why bother moving forward at all?"

"Click."
The sovereign takes a sip of honey brew, stretches her arms with satisfaction, and sighs with pleasure:
"Isn't the journey forward fulfilling enough on its own?"
...

After a millennium of waiting, she forged new paths for the Flame-Chase, though she knew they wouldn't be the final destination.
"What a fish truly needs is simply a sea to call home..."
As a fragment of her memories unfolds, she walks toward clear ocean waters.

♫ Pop ♫, ♫ Fizz ♫, ♫ Splash ♫... Bubbles of every color mirror bygone years, forming and bursting, bursting and forming.
"The ocean's dearest, do you have a wish?"
"Hysilens, where are you headed?"
"Dux Gladiorum, what do you seek?"
...
Homeland, revelry, the Flame-Chase... each once brilliant in her life, yet all quickly fizzing out like transient foam... Only a sigh lingers across the sky.
From the beginning till the end, this was all she had, in both the mortal realm and ocean depths, nothing but the fleeting traces of bubbles.

"But still... how beautiful they are..."

"♫...♫"
"♫...♫"
"♫...♫"

The dawn of Amphoreus approaches.
Before the final bubble bursts, she smiles, as if she has already sung everything her heart had to express beyond words.

大丽花

角色详情
美梦燃烧了永火官邸，也带走关于「她」的点滴。

「毁灭」、「记忆」…背叛的花朵盛放在所经之地——

重返无人知晓的梦境，将她再度点燃的会是何方？  

Character Details

The sweet dream burned down the Ever-Flame Mansion, taking with it every trace of "her."
Destruction, Remembrance... flowers of betrayal bloomed wherever they passed.
To return to the dreamscape no one remembers, who will be the one to set her aflame again?

角色故事•一（解锁条件：角色等级20）
她从奈落的最深处脱逃，沿途烧尽一切同她有关的记忆。
我们循着一路的灼痕追至此地，无数忆庭之镜映照出少女孑然一人的身影。

「忆者大丽花，你为何叛离忆庭？」
她用利爪轻叩脸颊，笑容在无数镜面中勾起相同的弧度。
「只是厌倦而已…正如我曾背叛『毁灭』。」

她的目光扫过镜中的万千自己——
「是啊…我已落入你们的镜中。可这是不是也意味着，当我点燃自己的记忆，所有的镜面也会因我而燃烧？」

她跳起神秘的舞步，一同旋转裙裾的还有万千镜中人…衣摆上的冷焰温柔地舔舐着镜面，随后将它们吞入火中。

在忆庭之镜的映照下，我看见那女人将记忆的花束尽数献给烈火——她的孩童时代被焚烧殆尽，青春岁月化为飞灰，最后，是她的一切往昔……
一同燃烧的，还有我们的万千镜面。

「感觉浑身燥热吗？那就与我一同步入温柔的火焰吧……」面前的镜中，她对我展露笑靥。

我已听不见那些呐喊…我满怀欣喜地走入镜中，想要追寻那起舞的身影——从亦步亦趋，再到舞步相合，我终于挽住了她的裙裾……
而她也终于看向我的眼睛。在摇曳的光芒中，她的双手抚过我的裙角，她眼中的蓝色就像温柔的波涛，将我的所有淹没。

——一位忆者的记忆

「忆者们以为我献上了一切往昔，但谁说，那就是『我』的往昔呢？」
拨弄着魔尾上的火焰，她走向下一段回忆。  

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

She escaped from the deepest depths of The Abyss, burning away every memory tied to her existence.
Following the trail of scorched marks, we tracked her to this place, where the countless Garden of Recollection's mirrors reflected the silhouette of a lone girl.

"Memokeeper Dahlia, why did you betray the Garden of Recollection?"
She tapped her cheek with her claws, her smile reflecting the same curve across innumerable mirrors.
"I simply grew tired of it... just as I once betrayed the Destruction."

Her gaze swept across numerous reflections of herself in the mirrors.
"Yes... I have fallen into your mirrors. But doesn't this mean that when I set my memories ablaze, all these mirrors will burn along with me?"

She pranced into a strange dance, her skirt twirling simultaneously in thousands of reflections... The cold flames on her dress hem gently licked the mirrors' surfaces, before swallowing them into the fire.

In the reflections of the Garden of Recollection's mirrors, I saw that lady offer all her bouquets of memories to the raging flames. Her childhood burned to ashes, her youth turned to dust, and finally, all of her past...
And burning along with them, our myriad mirrors.

"Feeling hot and restless? Then step into the gentle flames with me..." Through the mirror ahead, she smiled at me.

I can no longer hear those cries... With joy in my heart, I step into the mirror, chasing after that dancing figure. As I followed her steps, then matched her rhythm, I finally grasped the hem of her dress...
And at last, she met my gaze. In the flickering light, her hands smoothed over the hem of my dress, and the blue of her eyes drowned all of me, like tender waves.

— A Memokeeper's memory

"The Memokeepers thought I surrendered all my past, but who said those memories were 'mine'?"
Toying with the flames on her tail, she walked toward the next memory.

角色故事•二（解锁条件：角色等级40）
「康士坦丝…她不是兄弟姐妹中最年长的，却像我们的长姊。在教导我们时，她的魔尾虽然让人害怕，却从没有伤到我们。」
——「书吏」的记忆

「我们一同向父亲学习『毁灭』的技艺时，唯有康士坦丝掌握得最快，就像…是在回忆一些早已遗忘的本能。很可怕吧…但她的声音，又是那么温柔。」
——「枷锁」的记忆

「她会用修长的手指帮我调弦，教我弹拨热烈的旋律。啊…我知道…她的指尖虽然跃动着火焰，但她的心是冷的。」
——「调音师」的记忆

「康士坦丝…我最具野心的孩子，我最优秀的孩子，她不需要我赐下『毁灭』的火焰，她早已被来自内心深处的火焰点燃。

多么野心勃勃的孩子，但永火官邸喜欢这样的成员。我毫不怀疑，有一天她也会玩腻泯灭帮的把戏，到那时，恩主一定会朝她张开双臂，只因最暴烈的毁灭才能令祂欣喜……」
——冥火大公的记忆

暮雨降临的那夜，卡翠娜、杜布拉、阿卡什——他们在火中不知所踪。
喜爱焚烧的魔女却并未将府邸的废墟付之一炬，而是将余烬中的记忆收殓——
「父亲啊，为你的死亡祭奠——我会成为美梦下阴燃的火焰，将贪恋的一切拥入怀中。」

虚无的雨幕之下，谁也看不清她的表情，她是在微笑，啜泣，抑或……  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

"Constance... though not the eldest among the siblings, she was like our big sister. When teaching us, her tail was intimidating, but it never harmed us."

— The Scribe's memory

"When we learned the skills of 'Destruction' from Father together, Constance was the only one who mastered them the fastest, as if... she was recalling some long-forgotten instincts. Scary, isn't it... yet her voice remained so gentle."

— The Shacklebound's memory

"With her slender fingers, she would tune my strings and teach me to pluck passionate melodies. Ah... I know... though flames dance at her fingertips, her heart remains cold."

— The Tuner's memory

"Constance... my most ambitious and most excellent child. She needs not the flames of Destruction bestowed by me. She has long been ignited by the flames deep within her heart.

Such prodigious ambitions. The Ever-Flame Mansion favors members like her. I have no doubt that one day she'll grow tired of the Annihilation Gang's games. When that time comes, our Master will welcome her with open arms, for only the most violent destruction brings THEM joy..."

— Duke Inferno's memory

On the night when twilight rain fell, Caterina, Dubra, Akash... they vanished in the flames.
Yet she who is partial to conflagration did not set the mansion ruins ablaze, but gathered the memories from the embers...
"Father, for your death I shall mourn. I will become the smoldering flame beneath sweet dreams, embracing all that yearns."

Under the curtain of Nihility's rain, no one could make out her expression. Was she smiling, sobbing, or perhaps...

角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
她说，她叫康士坦丝。
那是我第一次见她。一袭白色的连衣裙，为刚刚从培养仓里醒来的我梳发。

她说，她叫大丽花。
那是我第二次见她。在一次任务里，她的白手套替我擦去血迹…就像姐姐那样。

「别害怕，我一直在你身边。」
她消失在美梦深处，只留下似有若无的花香。

盛会之星有许多怀揣热望的逐梦客，而她随心所欲地成为他人记忆的一部分。
我遵循剧本的指示而行动，她却从未将它当成一回事。

在这漫长的宴会中，她在命途的五线谱上来回辗转，似乎不会拒绝任何一位的邀请——

她在「秩序」的乐章中穿行，却又忍不住触碰「同谐」的音符；她倾听着「繁育」的哼鸣，在命运的逗弄下，她主动被「虚无」的阴影吞没，又有意无意…沾惹了「记忆」的舞伴。

一如既往，她的兴致总是热烈而短暂。
她说，每一次将自己的生命置于刀尖，才能体会活着的喜悦。
所以，她看向我的眼神有些复杂——
我读出了怜悯——怜悯我那注定的死亡。我也读到了愉悦，仿佛她又创造了一份美丽的记忆。还有好奇，好奇我会如何反叛自己的命运。

我拜托她烧掉无名客与「终末」相关的记忆，只因那份记忆太过危险。
她用魔尾上的火焰燎燃无名客的往昔，可又微笑着告诉我，
没有什么会被真正遗忘——即使经受最强烈的燃烧。

也许，她已经这样做过千百万遍。
她背弃了许多，只因她始终追寻着什么。
或许正因如此，她才要一次又一次赶赴宴会。即使筵席上众人窃窃私语，怒骂她是哀悼和枯萎的象征。鲜有人记起，哀悼是对生命的献礼，枯萎之物也有极尽繁荣的往昔。
——来自某位星核猎手，一段受到扭曲的记忆  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

She said her name was Constance.
That was the first time I saw her. Wearing a white dress, she was fixing my hair as I had just woken up from the incubation pod.

She said her name was The Dahlia.
That was the second time I met her. During a mission, her white gloves wiped away blood stains off me... just like my sister used to do.

"Don't be afraid, I'll always be by your side."
She vanished into the depths of the sweet dream, leaving behind only a faint trace of floral fragrance.

The Planet of Festivities is full of eager Dreamchasers, yet she casually becomes a part of others' memories.
I follow the script's directions to take action, while she never took any of it seriously.

During this long banquet, she twirled along the musical stave of the Paths, seemingly unable to refuse any invitation...

She traverses through the Order's melody, yet can't resist touching the notes of Harmony. Listening to the hum of Propagation, and under destiny's playful whims, she willingly lets herself be swallowed by the shadows of Nihility, while deliberately or not... becoming entangled with the dance partner of Remembrance.

As always, her enthusiasm was intense, yet fleeting.
She said that only by putting her life on the edge of a blade could she truly feel the joy of being alive.
So, her gaze upon me was complex...
On her face, I saw pity for my inevitable death. I also saw delight, as if she had created another beautiful memory. Not to mention curiosity, to see how I would defy my destiny.

I asked her to burn away the Nameless' memories of the Finality, for those memories were far too dangerous.
With the flames from her tail, she set the Nameless' past ablaze. Yet, she smiled as she told me,
Nothing is ever truly forgotten, even through the most intense combustion.

Perhaps she has done this millions of times before.
She abandoned much, all because she was always searching for something.
Perhaps this is why she keeps attending banquet after banquet. Even as the attendees whisper and curse her as the symbol of mourning and decay. Few remember that mourning is a tribute to life, that withered things once had their moment of glory.

— A certain Stellaron Hunter's distorted memory

角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
若让她参演「终末」的剧目，在亿万种可能性的汇流中，她都将以各种方式叛离。

星核猎手有太多关于银河的秘密，当她窥探这些记忆，「毁灭」终有一日将向她投来注视。
她将厌倦无休止的苦旅，转而加速终末的到来——以「须臾」为名，升格为毁灭「记忆」的大君。

在一种可能性中，她会令银河所有人遗忘她的晋升，似乎从没有第八位绝灭大君出现。
当时间走向尽头，她的火焰将燃遍善见天，将宇宙过去的摹本付之一炬。由此，她向所有的无漏净子宣告，她会为银河留下「记忆」的坟茔。
……
所以，我拒绝了她加入「星核猎手」的请求，以断绝这汹涌的可能性。

——剧本的批注

「记忆，毁灭，终末……」
嘴角扬起，裙裾飘飘，不停旋转。
到头来，她仍不知道自己到底要投向何种命运，或许永远不会有事物能令她满足——
「但如此一来，我便永远不会是命运的奴隶。」

一曲舞毕，只剩下余音在灰烬中缭绕——
「那便再度痴爱，再度叛离，再度投身命运的洋流吧。」  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

If she were to be cast in the play of the Finality, among the confluence of countless possibilities, she would find ways to rebel in every single one.

The Stellaron Hunters hold too many secrets of the cosmos, and as she peers into these memories, the Destruction will one day cast THEIR gaze upon her.
Weary of her endless suffering journey, she hastens the coming of Finality by becoming the Overlord who destroys Remembrance, taking the name "Ephemera."

In one possibility, she would make everyone in the cosmos forget her ascension, as if the eighth Lord Ravager had never existed.
When time reaches its end, her flames will engulf the Eden of Blessed Insight, burning every trace of the universe's past to ashes. Thus, she declares to all Pure Children of Anāsrava that she will leave behind a tomb of the Remembrance for the cosmos.
...
Therefore, I rejected her request to join the Stellaron Hunters, to sever this raging possibility.

— Script Notes

"Remembrance, Destruction, Finality..."
With a smile and flowing skirt, she twirls ceaselessly.
In the end, she still doesn't know which destiny she should embrace, perhaps nothing will ever truly satisfy her...
"But this way, I'll never be Destiny's Slave."

As the dance ends, only echoes linger in the ashes.
"So let us fall in love again, rebel again, and cast ourselves into destiny's currents once more."

千冶·刃

角色详情
身如春木，心若死灰，指尖仍留工匠的火星。
累世宿怨再度点燃，他许诺将自己与神明一同送往彼岸——
支离此身，千冶成刃…会铸就何种答案？  

Character Details

His body is like springwood. His heart is like dead ash. Yet still, a craftsman's spark cling to his fingertips.
Ancient grudges flare anew. He vows to send both himself and that God over to the other shore.
This body torn asunder, yet holding fast through a thousand temperings into a blade... What answer will it forge?

千冶·刃

角色详情
身如春木，心若死灰，指尖仍留工匠的火星。
累世宿怨再度点燃，他许诺将自己与神明一同送往彼岸——
支离此身，千冶成刃…会铸就何种答案？  

Character Details

His body is like springwood. His heart is like dead ash. Yet still, a craftsman's spark cling to his fingertips.
Ancient grudges flare anew. He vows to send both himself and that God over to the other shore.
This body torn asunder, yet holding fast through a thousand temperings into a blade... What answer will it forge?

角色故事•一（解锁条件：角色等级20）
他想起初至朱明不久，仰望那不可胜数的铸器典籍，库房陈列的神兵像海一样无际。
蟪蛄不知春秋，朝菌不知晦朔——他第一次感受到人在时间前的渺小，以短生种的寿命，他恐怕一辈子也只能触摸到铸器的一角。
他只能从边角料开始，用煤渣填满摇摇欲坠的冶炼炉。
他失败了，那柄剑看似通体无瑕，锋锐无比，却在他弹指试剑时支离破碎。
「一柄无用的锋刃……」他羞愤地藏起了剑。
他没有看到，白发苍苍的师父抚过那柄残剑，指尖竟然留下一丝血痕——
「不忍万物靡费，必善尽其巧工，好。」

他想起自己为十王司锻造的枷锁。
「铸剑如炼心，把最简单的器物铸好，才是本事。」
他不明白，既然自己的功夫已经出类拔萃，师父为何要让自己从学徒练起？
但他从来不会和师父争辩，他相信将军的话，就像他相信自己绝对不会被埋没。
师兄弟们来过，焰轮八叶来过，怀炎来过，他们看着日夜不息，守在铸炼宫中的他，直到火焰熄灭，众人见到了此生最为慑人的枷锁。
那镣铐寒光内敛，却肃杀如山，谁也没想到，多年后幽锁深牢的步离战首，会在类似的刑具中度过漫长的监禁岁月。

他想起成为百冶的试炼。但一个短生种要选为朱明工匠之首，前所未有。
他做好了准备，却在冶炼开始时发现自己的材料全数被偷换为残次的废铁。
他笑了笑，却在一个昼夜后，端出了玲珑精巧的机关狮子，远胜奇珍异宝所铸造的机关。
他记得被赐予「百冶」前，师父重复了那个最简单的问题——
「何物为刃？」
他从没有犹豫过自己的回答，那即是他要铸炼的、冠绝此世的神兵。

然而，当这些遥远往事浮起的时候，已满是剑碎悲鸣的声音。  

Character Story: Part I

• Unlocked at Character Level 20

He still remembered those early days in the Zhuming, gazing up at the endless shelves of forging manuals, the armory's display of divine weapons stretching out like an endless sea.
As a mayfly never sees the night, a cicada knows nothing of spring and autumn. For the first time in his life, he truly understood how small a man could be next to the ages. With the short lifespan of his kind, he'd be lucky to even scratch the surface of the forging art.
He could only start from scraps, filling the crumbling smelting furnace with coal slag.
He failed. That sword seemed flawless and sharp beyond measure, yet shattered into pieces when he flicked his finger to test it.
"A useless blade..."Burning with shame, he hid it away.
What he didn't see was his white-haired master running a finger across that broken sword, nor the thin red line of blood it left on his fingertip.
"Waste not the bounty of the world, but perfect it through craft. Good."

He remembered the shackles he forged for the Ten-Lords Commission.
"Forging a blade is like tempering the soul. The real skill is making the simplest thing well."
He didn't understand. If his skills were already exceptional, why did his master make him start from being an apprentice?
But he never argued. He believed in the general's words, just as he believed that a true gem never stays buried for long.
His fellow disciples came, the Flamewheel Octet came, Huaiyan came. They all watched him, laboring day and night without rest in the Forge. Until the flames finally died out, and they laid eyes on the most fearsome shackles of their lives.
The cold gleam of those manacles was muted, but their menace weighed on one like a mountain. No one could have imagined that years later, the imprisoned Borisin Warhead would spend long, long years locked up in chains cut from the same cloth.

He remembered the trial for Furnace Master. But for a short-life species to be chosen as the chief craftsman of the Zhuming, that was unprecedented.
He'd prepared himself well. But when the smelting began, he found that all his materials had been swapped for rotten scrap.
He just smiled. A day and a night later, he unveiled a delicate, ingenious mechanical lion, a creation that put any treasure-forged contraption to shame.
He remembered how before being granted the title "Furnace Master," his master repeated that simplest of questions—
"What makes a blade?"
He'd never once hesitated in his answer. That was the peerless weapon he was meant to forge, the one that would leave every other blade in the dust.

Yet when these distant memories resurface, all he could hear was the mournful howls of shattered blades.

角色故事•二（解锁条件：角色等级40）
加入星核猎手，只为寻求最后的「解脱」…起码，猎手是这样承诺的。

叮叮当当，弹壳掉落到地面，仿佛某种乐曲。
「糟糕，子弹打完了呢。」女人举起双手，眼神瞥向天空。
缄默的夜空，一柱光束刺破天穹，向猎手们袭来。
疯狂的男人迎了上去，高能光束险些让他灰飞烟灭——不，显然不能，他的肉身如同疯长的春藤，片刻间恢复如初。
「别再考验我的忠诚！假如发现你们的许诺只是谎言，我第一个就杀了你！」
「听我说，阿刃。只要你不想，没有人会让你受伤。」

眼前的反物质军团被墨色的身影扯成碎片。
银色机甲将侥幸逃脱的虚卒一拳击碎，无奈地看着与大军斡旋的孤身一人。
「记住，萨姆，千万别被卷入他的剑阵。」
她想起临行前，卡芙卡给她的嘱托。看着眼前触目惊心的残骸，她明白了何物为刃——
他就是星核猎手最锋利的「刃」。

锵锵泠泠，彻夜的大雪险些将营地整个淹没。
银发少女走出帐篷，发现他仍然盘坐着，剑横于膝头。
「你歇着吧，今天我来守夜。」
「不用，我习惯了。」
「哼，怪人。」
少女看着雪覆满男人的肩头，仿佛染白了他的头发。
她突然感到深深的寒意。
她知道，世上有一些人，只有在这样一无所有的雪原上，才能感到片刻的安慰。  

Character Story: Part II

• Unlocked at Character Level 40

He joined the Stellaron Hunters to seek the ultimate "salvation"... At least, that's what the Hunters promised.

Clink, clank, bullet casings clattered to the ground, like some kind of melody.
"Oh no, I'm all out of bullets." The lady raised both hands, eyes darting toward the sky.
The night was silent. Then a pillar of light pierced the heavens, hurtling toward the hunters.
The madman charged straight into it. The high-energy beam nearly tore him apart. No, clearly not. His flesh was like rampant spring ivy, knitting itself back together in the blink of an eye.
"Stop testing my loyalty! If I find out your promises were nothing but lies, I'll be the first to put a blade through you!"
"Listen to me, Bladie. As long as you don't want it, no one can make you bleed."

The Antimatter Legion before her eyes was torn to shreds by a dark figure.
A silver mech punched what few Voidrangers remained into dust, then turned to watch, helpless, as one man danced alone against an army.
"Remember, Sam, whatever you do, don't get caught in his sword formation."
She recalled Kafka's parting words before the mission. And now, staring at the gruesome wreckage before her, she understood what it meant to be a blade—
He was the sharpest "Blade" of the Stellaron Hunters.

Clink, clang, the snow came down all night, so thick it nearly buried the camp whole.
The silver-haired girl stepped out of her tent and found him still sitting cross-legged, sword laid across his knees.
"Get some rest. I'll take watch tonight."
"No need. I'm used to it."
"Hmph. Weirdo."
She watched as snow piled up on his shoulders, as if it had turned his hair white.
A deep chill suddenly washed over her.
She understood then. There were some people in this world who could only find a moment's peace on these barren, empty snowfields.

角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
混沌，黑暗，来自寰宇伊始的巨兽之腹仿佛要将一切溶解。
他原本以为自己早已对痛苦感到麻木，但此刻无形的争斗却要将他的灵魂撕扯粉碎。

琐碎的絮语在他的脑内喋喋不休，一步一步诱惑他划向堕落的深渊。
「何必要抗拒？我能赐予你重塑生死的力量，令你弥补一切遗憾！」
弥补一切遗憾——他想起失望的怀炎师父，他想起原本意气风发的五个人，他想起他本应拥有的落幕……
不，完全不是，从来不是，永远不是。
这不过是逃避，是懦弱，是投降……
一如当年只能于悔恨中度日，一如迄今浑浑噩噩着茫然求死。
自己的「剧本」不应是这样的「结局」。

「星核猎手为改写终末而存在，也为改写自己的结局而来。」
在艾利欧展现的「终末」里，他瞥见白骨满地的彼岸花海，无垠的巨兽被贯穿，熔炉倾吐烈焰，青丝成暮雪，垂老的匠人终于能拥抱死亡，可长生祸源已于别处再度绽放……
他仍有改变这一切的机会。
「应星，难道你真想与我玉石俱焚？！你只会在生死折磨之间，承受无边的痛苦！」
他没有听见倏忽的嘶吼，他听到了师父的声音，他听到了同伴的声音，他听到了自己的声音——
「何物为刃？」

他曾打造囚禁强敌的枷锁，如今，他将把自己锻造成牢笼。
作为猎手曾追寻的唯一目标，是虚无缥缈的解脱，如今，他要向悲剧的罪魁祸首复仇。
他感到自己在崩裂。
一片片，一片片，如同支离破碎的雪花，在一瞬间被磅礴的生命冻结，再度飘落于苦海之中。
「不忍万物靡费，必善尽其巧工，好。」
他艰难地举起手，就像许多年前，他第一次举起了铸炼的铁锤，敲打那白热的材料，直至锋利到让那不死的孽物承受无间地狱。
炽热的铁躯令他无法流泪，恍惚间他以为自己还在铸炼宫中，如淬火后的神兵，爆发出刺目的耀光。  

Character Story: Part III

• Unlocked at Character Level 60

Chaos. Darkness. The belly of the beast from the dawn of the universe seemed ready to dissolve everything.
He'd thought himself numb to pain long ago, but now an invisible struggle threatened to tear his soul to shreds.

Petty whispers chattered on and on inside his head, step by step, coaxing him toward the abyss of ruin.
"Why resist? I can grant you the power to reforge life and death itself, to undo all your regrets!"
Undo all regrets... He thought of Master Huaiyan, the disappointment in his eyes. He thought of the five of them, once so full of promise. He thought of the ending he should have had...
No. Not that. Never that. Not once, not ever.
This was nothing but escape, cowardice, surrender...
Just like those years spent rotting in regret. Just like this aimless, half-dead existence, wandering from day to day with nothing but the wish to die.
That wasn't how his "script" was supposed to "end."

"Stellaron Hunters exist to rewrite Finality, and to rewrite their own endings."
In the "Finality" Elio revealed, he glimpsed a sea of spider lilies scattered with bones, a boundless beast skewered through, and a furnace belching flames. Black hair turned white as snow, and the aged artisan could finally embrace death. Yet the root of the immortality calamity had already bloomed anew elsewhere...
He still has a chance to change it all.
"Yingxing, are you really so bent on dragging us both into the abyss!? All you'll gain is endless suffering, torn between life and death!"
He didn't hear Shuhu's frenzied roar. Instead, he heard his master's voice, his companions' voices, his own voice—
"What makes a blade?"

He had once forged shackles to cage the mighty foes. Now, he would forge himself into a prison.
As a hunter, his sole pursuit had been the elusive release of death. Now, he would take revenge on the architect of this tragedy.
He felt himself cracking apart.
Piece by piece. Shard by shard. Like snowflakes torn asunder, frozen in an instant by a surge of boundless life, then sent drifting once more into the sea of suffering.
"Waste not the bounty of the world, but perfect it through craft. Good."
With great effort, he raised his hand, just as he had many years ago when he first lifted the forging hammer, striking the white-hot metal until it was sharp enough to plunge that immortal abomination to unending hell.
His scorching iron body couldn't shed tears. In his daze, he could almost believe he was still in the Forge, blazing with blinding radiance like a divine weapon fresh from quenching.

角色故事•四（解锁条件：角色等级80）
他想起伊须磨洲的孤岛，上面插满了锈蚀的残剑。
他想回去一趟，让那些不甘、怨恨、悲伤的剑鸣，能有片刻的安息。
他想起年岁已高的师父，心头仍涌上一股混杂了追念和羞愧的暖流。
闭上眼，他仿佛就能闻到朱明的烟火，听见不绝于耳的铁砧脆响。
「等这里结束了，或许我也可以……」
他叹了口气，回到了猎手的驻地。

「魔阴身？完全好了…起码他没吵着要把那条小青龙给扒皮抽筋了。」
「对了，刃说的那个匣子，他亲口承认里面的东西是送给我们的了！」
他轻推开门，皱了皱眉头：「这种和任务无关的事，也要向她汇报？」
「阿刃，谢谢你。」电话那头传来了女人的声音。
「不必。」
「等你们都回来了，再为你庆祝。」
男人顿了顿，走出几步又站定——
「铁匣子里的东西做得不好，你们想要的话，我可以再做。」
「好，好哦，」少女惊讶地看着他，「那你亲自来给她说呗，你看，跟你说话我又要重开了！」
他没有回答，转身回了隔壁房间。
「好好练习，你的手好了，下次PK我可不会让着你！」

「好。」
他解开「支离」，放在了床边。
从前，它是怨恨，是愤怒，是遗憾，是一切的痛苦。
他抚过破碎的剑身——何物为刃？

也许，刃就是刃，仅此而已。  

Character Story: Part IV

• Unlocked at Character Level 80

He thought of that lonely island of Insumousu, bristling with rusted, broken swords.
He wanted to go back, just once, to let those sword cries of grief, of hatred, of sorrow, rest in peace, if only for a moment.
He thought of his aging master, and the warmth born of longing and shame welled up in his chest.
Closing his eyes, he could almost smell the smoke and fire of the Zhuming, hear the endless rhythm of hammers on anvils.
"Once this is all over, maybe I could..."
He let out a long sigh. Then he turned and walked back to the Hunters' camp.

"Mara-struck? He's completely cured... At least he's no longer clamoring to skin that little azure dragon alive."
"Oh, right, about that box Blade mentioned, he admitted that the stuff inside was a gift for us!"
He gently pushed the door open, frowning: "Do I really need to report matters unrelated to the mission to her as well?"
"Bladie, thank you." A woman's voice came through the phone.
"No need."
"We'll celebrate for you once everyone is back."
The man paused, took a few steps, then stopped again.
"The item in the iron box is poorly made. If you want, I can make another."
"Okay, sure," the young girl looked at him in surprise, "then why don't you tell her yourself? Look, talking to you just made me have to restart again!"
He didn't reply, but turned around and headed to the next room.
"Practice hard, the next time we PK when your hand is healed, I won't go easy on you."

"Okay."
He unfastened the Shard Sword and placed it by the bed.
In the past, it was resentment, it was fury, it was regret, it was the embodiment of all agony.
He stroked the shattered blade. What exactly constitutes a blade?

Perhaps a blade is simply a blade, nothing more.