As the city-state in the clouds crumbles through time, the Twilight Courtyard opens its gates once more, bringing a glimmer of light to Evernight. You, Physician Hyacinthia, Chrysos Heir who guards the Sky Coreflame, must inherit your ancestors' will and mend the torn fabric of dusk and dawn. May the rainbow light pour down, dissolve all grudges, and bring the dawn back to this land.
Hyacine
Remembrance
Wind
Lv.1/20
HP
ATK
DEF
SPDTAUNT
Add to PlannerAs the city-state in the clouds crumbles through time, the Twilight Courtyard opens its gates once more, bringing a glimmer of light to Evernight. You, Physician Hyacinthia, Chrysos Heir who guards the Sky Coreflame, must inherit your ancestors' will and mend the torn fabric of dusk and dawn. May the rainbow light pour down, dissolve all grudges, and bring the dawn back to this land.
Basic ATK
Lv.1When Breeze Kisses Cirrus
Single Target | Energy Gen 20 | Break 30
Deals Wind DMG equal to 25% of Hyacine's Max HP to a designated enemy target.
Skill
Lv.1Love Over the Rainbow
Restore | Energy Gen 30
Summons memosprite Little Ica, restores HP equal to 4% of Hyacine's Max HP plus 40 for all allies aside from Little Ica, and restores HP equal to 5% of Hyacine's Max HP plus 50 for Little Ica.
Ultimate
Lv.1We Who Fly Into Twilight
Support | Energy Cost 140 / Gen 5
Summons memosprite Little Ica, restores HP equal to 5% of Hyacine's Max HP plus 50 for all allies aside from Little Ica, and restores HP equal to 6% of Hyacine's Max HP plus 60 for Little Ica. Hyacine enters the "After Rain" state for 3 turn(s) afterward. Reduces the state's duration by 1 turn each time Hyacine's turn begins. When in "After Rain" state, increases Max HP for all allies by 15% plus 150 .
Talent
Lv.1First Light Heals the World
Enhance
The memosprite Little Ica initially has Max HP equal to 50% of Hyacine's Max HP. When Hyacine or Little Ica provides healing, increases Little Ica's DMG dealt by 40% for 2 turn(s). Stacks up to 3 time(s).
Technique
Lv.1Day So Right, Life So Fine!
Restore
At the start of the next battle, restores HP equal to 30% of Hyacine's Max HP plus 600 for all allies and increases their Max HP by 20% for 2 turn(s).
Little Ica
Brief Description
Memosprite Skill
Lv.1Rainclouds, Time to Go!
AoE
Deals Wind DMG to all enemies equal to 10% of the tally of healing done by Hyacine and Little Ica in the current battle, and clears 50% of the tally of healing.
Memosprite Talent
Lv.1Take Sky in Hand
Restore
Little Ica's SPD remains at 0, is immune to debuffs, and they will not appear on the Action Order.
If ally targets (except Little Ica) have their HP reduced, then Little Ica will consume HP equal to4% of their own Max HP and restore HP equal to 1% of Hyacine's Max HP plus 10 for the ally target with reduced HP at the start of any target's turn or after any target takes action.
While Hyacine is in the "After Rain" state, Little Ica immediately obtains 1 extra turn and automatically uses "Rainclouds, Time to Go!" after Hyacine uses an ability. Moreover, when Little Ica triggers their Talent's healing effect, additionally restores HP for all ally targets by an amount equal to1% of Hyacine's Max HP plus 10 . After Little Ica uses an ability, all Continuous Effects' duration decreases by 1 turn.
If ally targets (except Little Ica) have their HP reduced, then Little Ica will consume HP equal to
While Hyacine is in the "After Rain" state, Little Ica immediately obtains 1 extra turn and automatically uses "Rainclouds, Time to Go!" after Hyacine uses an ability. Moreover, when Little Ica triggers their Talent's healing effect, additionally restores HP for all ally targets by an amount equal to
「Soar, Unto the Sunlight」
Enhance
When summoned, additionally regenerates 15 Energy for Hyacine. When first summoned, additionally regenerates 30 Energy.
「Fall, Then Take Wing」
Enhance
Upon disappearing, advances the action of Hyacine by 30% .
Gloomy Grin
Increases Hyacine and Little Ica's CRIT Rate by 100% . When providing healing to an ally target with less than or equal to 50% this unit's Max HP, increases Hyacine and Little Ica's Outgoing Healing by 25% .
A2
HP +4%
A3
SPD +3
A4
Stormy Caress
Increases Hyacine's Effect RES by 50% . When using Skill and Ultimate, dispels 1 debuff(s) from all ally targets.
A4
Effect RES +6%
A5
SPD +3
A5
Tempestuous Halt
When Hyacine's SPD exceeds 200 , increases her and Little Ica's Max HP by 20% . Then, for every 1 excess SPD, increases Hyacine's and Little Ica's Outgoing Healing by 1% . Up to a max of 200 excess SPD can be taken into account for this effect.
A6
HP +6%
A6
Effect RES +8%
Lv75
SPD +4
Lv80
SPD +2
Lv1
Effect RES +4%
A2
SPD +2
A3
1Cradle the Candle of Night
When Hyacine is in the "After Rain" state, additionally increases the Max HP of all ally targets by 50% , and immediately restores HP equal to 8% of Hyacine's Max HP after using an attack.
2Come Sit in My Courtyard
When any ally target's HP decreases, this unit's SPD increases by 30% for 2 turn(s).
3Depart, Unto the Sun!
Ultimate Lv. +2, up to a maximum of Lv. 15 .
Basic ATK Lv. +1, up to a maximum of Lv.10 .
Memosprite Skill Lv. +1, up to a maximum of Lv.10 .
Basic ATK Lv. +1, up to a maximum of Lv.
Memosprite Skill Lv. +1, up to a maximum of Lv.
4Sunlit Amber, Yours to Keep
The "Tempestuous Halt" Trace is enhanced. For every 1 of SPD exceeded, additionally increases Hyacine and Little Ica's CRIT DMG by 2% .
5Twilight Drapes the Tide
Skill Lv. +2, up to a maximum of Lv. 15 .
Talent Lv. +2, up to a maximum of Lv.15 .
Memosprite Talent Lv. +1, up to a maximum of Lv.10 .
Talent Lv. +2, up to a maximum of Lv.
Memosprite Talent Lv. +1, up to a maximum of Lv.
6O Sky, Heed My Plea
Little Ica uses Memosprite Skill and changes the amount of Healing tally cleared to 12% . When Little Ica is on the field, increases all ally targets' All-Type RES PEN by 20% .
FACTION
Amphoreus
Character Details
As the city-state in the clouds crumbles through time, the Twilight Courtyard opens its gates once more, bringing a glimmer of light to Evernight.
You, Physician Hyacinthia, Chrysos Heir who guards the Sky Coreflame, must inherit your ancestors' will and mend the torn fabric of dusk and dawn.
May the rainbow light pour down, dissolve all grudges, and bring the dawn back to this land.
You, Physician Hyacinthia, Chrysos Heir who guards the Sky Coreflame, must inherit your ancestors' will and mend the torn fabric of dusk and dawn.
May the rainbow light pour down, dissolve all grudges, and bring the dawn back to this land.
Character Story: Part I
Unlocked at Character Level 20
"Slowly spread your wings... yes, just like we did last time. Breathe deeply together with the doctor, okay?"
"Relax a little. It's all fine... hmm, your wingspan has grown! You've been eating well, haven't you?"
The candlelight cast a warm glow on the fluffy little head as the girl picked up the pony and gently placed it on the scale.
"Don't worry. Soon you'll be just as tall and strong as the other winged beasts, okay?"
Putting on the stethoscope, the girl began her examination. As she touched the pony's side, she felt a new "wound" beneath its ribs.
"You're hurt?"
She gently stroked the pony's wings, carefully stuffing cotton into the loosened crack before taking out a needle and thread.
"It'll hurt a little, but don't worry, my stitches are steady..."
"You've been training too hard again, haven't you? Because so many people keep telling you about your mother, your grandmother, and all the great ancestors? How they could soar into the sky with a single leap, and how they could shatter rock with a single charge?"
"Everyone expects you to become a hero like thunder itself, but no matter how much you train, it feels like you only let them down..."
"Like you're completely different from them..."
The pony remained still, its dark, glossy eyes gazing out the window.
The thunder that tore through the sky still echoed in the distance, a storm stirred by the heroes of the sky city and their winged beasts.
"Let me tell you a secret... I'm just like you..."
In that lonely, dimly lit ward, the girl, bedridden for so long, clutched her doll and needle, practising for the hundredth time the medical techniques her father had taught her.
"But maybe... a different kind of light has its own meaning too..."
"Relax a little. It's all fine... hmm, your wingspan has grown! You've been eating well, haven't you?"
The candlelight cast a warm glow on the fluffy little head as the girl picked up the pony and gently placed it on the scale.
"Don't worry. Soon you'll be just as tall and strong as the other winged beasts, okay?"
Putting on the stethoscope, the girl began her examination. As she touched the pony's side, she felt a new "wound" beneath its ribs.
"You're hurt?"
She gently stroked the pony's wings, carefully stuffing cotton into the loosened crack before taking out a needle and thread.
"It'll hurt a little, but don't worry, my stitches are steady..."
"You've been training too hard again, haven't you? Because so many people keep telling you about your mother, your grandmother, and all the great ancestors? How they could soar into the sky with a single leap, and how they could shatter rock with a single charge?"
"Everyone expects you to become a hero like thunder itself, but no matter how much you train, it feels like you only let them down..."
"Like you're completely different from them..."
The pony remained still, its dark, glossy eyes gazing out the window.
The thunder that tore through the sky still echoed in the distance, a storm stirred by the heroes of the sky city and their winged beasts.
"Let me tell you a secret... I'm just like you..."
In that lonely, dimly lit ward, the girl, bedridden for so long, clutched her doll and needle, practising for the hundredth time the medical techniques her father had taught her.
"But maybe... a different kind of light has its own meaning too..."
Character Story: Part II
Unlocked at Character Level 40
Like all healers, the girl made a vow to cure everyone.
She wished to soothe the suffering of mortals as the world collapsed, but when the black tide swallowed city-states and plague surrounded the wounded, she could only drive away disease — she could not stop despair from spreading.
"Perhaps, to be a good physician, one needs far more than just effective medicine..."
"Milky-white curtains should let in the light, the bed should be firm yet soft, and fresh flowers should be placed by the bedside... that way, even inside the room, they can see the same 'colors' as outside..."
She wanted to bring hope to those in the final days, a ray of light shining in from the future.
Accompanied by the soothing scent of incense, a girl on the verge of passing murmured in the warmth and comfort of the room, as long-sealed memories slowly resurfaced.
"The day my father gave me a music box, it was also drizzling outside. I listened to the chimes of its melody, spending the most wonderful birthday amidst the pitter-patter of the rain...
"I still remember how white roses bloomed all along the streets, and when the wind blew, it was like a snowfall filled with fragrance...
"And that sky, a deepening blue with a touch of orange-red falling within it," she reminisced, "and then those transparent bubbles surrounded me, just like...
just like they are now..."
Tick-tock, tick-tock...
The clock hands moved through memories as the voice telling them grew weaker.
In the ever-flowing sound of rain, only a single sigh of content remained.
"Du du..."Little Ica lowered its head, dejectedly curling up beside the plush pony.
"Little Ica, did you hear that... She saw the sky we created..."
On the ceiling of the room, the setting sun sank into the sea.
She held the girl's gradually cooling hand, crystal-clear tears slipping down her face.
"One day, we'll make it even wider, even warmer..."
"Du!"
She wished to soothe the suffering of mortals as the world collapsed, but when the black tide swallowed city-states and plague surrounded the wounded, she could only drive away disease — she could not stop despair from spreading.
"Perhaps, to be a good physician, one needs far more than just effective medicine..."
"Milky-white curtains should let in the light, the bed should be firm yet soft, and fresh flowers should be placed by the bedside... that way, even inside the room, they can see the same 'colors' as outside..."
She wanted to bring hope to those in the final days, a ray of light shining in from the future.
Accompanied by the soothing scent of incense, a girl on the verge of passing murmured in the warmth and comfort of the room, as long-sealed memories slowly resurfaced.
"The day my father gave me a music box, it was also drizzling outside. I listened to the chimes of its melody, spending the most wonderful birthday amidst the pitter-patter of the rain...
"I still remember how white roses bloomed all along the streets, and when the wind blew, it was like a snowfall filled with fragrance...
"And that sky, a deepening blue with a touch of orange-red falling within it," she reminisced, "and then those transparent bubbles surrounded me, just like...
just like they are now..."
Tick-tock, tick-tock...
The clock hands moved through memories as the voice telling them grew weaker.
In the ever-flowing sound of rain, only a single sigh of content remained.
"Du du..."Little Ica lowered its head, dejectedly curling up beside the plush pony.
"Little Ica, did you hear that... She saw the sky we created..."
On the ceiling of the room, the setting sun sank into the sea.
She held the girl's gradually cooling hand, crystal-clear tears slipping down her face.
"One day, we'll make it even wider, even warmer..."
"Du!"
Character Story: Part III
Unlocked at Character Level 60
Okhema, the gathering place of heroes, the last hope in the end times.
"The Flame-Chase Journey," "The Coreflame," "The Titans"... Even though she had long grown familiar with these fierce and burning names, when others called her a hero, she would simply wave it off.
"I'm just a physician."
That was what she told everyone who came to the courtyard.
The sorrowful girl came seeking answers about the "incurable ailment" inflicted by the Death Titan.
"Cassie, that's not an illness at all! There's still so much for you to experience!"
She often accompanied the girl in birdwatching and stargazing, crafting specimens and chimera plush toys. Seeing the smile on the girl's face, she, too, felt warmth.
She was well aware of the discord between the cold weaver and the proud scholar.
In the newly established mediation room, she prepared the weaver's favorite oatmeal, the scholar's essential fizzy horseradish vinegar for grading papers, and invited the eldest demigod.
"If they refuse to come, then... I'll have Little Ica du-du-du in their ears every single day!"
She sowed pomegranate seeds in the Twilight Courtyard, planted a field of wheatgrass, and cultivated a sea of flowers, creating a place where every traveler arriving in Okhema could set down their burdens and speak freely.
"I hope that small acts of kindness can melt away the long-standing wounds between our peoples."
She could never stop worrying about that ever-corroding demigod.
"Cinny... From the very first day we set out on the Flame-Chase Journey, we already knew this day would come..."
That was what they always said.
"Even if I can ease just a fraction of your pain... I'll go check the library in the Grove again..."
And that was what she always did.
...
The Heirs of the Sky, the Kremnoans, the original aristocrats of Okhema, the Holy Maiden of Aidonia, the warrior of Aedes Elysiae, the Holy Maiden of Janusopolis... In the small courtyard, all their colors merged into a radiant rainbow.
Yet in rare moments of leisure, she would also ponder the journey's end.
"When that time comes... what else will I be able to do?"
"The Flame-Chase Journey," "The Coreflame," "The Titans"... Even though she had long grown familiar with these fierce and burning names, when others called her a hero, she would simply wave it off.
"I'm just a physician."
That was what she told everyone who came to the courtyard.
The sorrowful girl came seeking answers about the "incurable ailment" inflicted by the Death Titan.
"Cassie, that's not an illness at all! There's still so much for you to experience!"
She often accompanied the girl in birdwatching and stargazing, crafting specimens and chimera plush toys. Seeing the smile on the girl's face, she, too, felt warmth.
She was well aware of the discord between the cold weaver and the proud scholar.
In the newly established mediation room, she prepared the weaver's favorite oatmeal, the scholar's essential fizzy horseradish vinegar for grading papers, and invited the eldest demigod.
"If they refuse to come, then... I'll have Little Ica du-du-du in their ears every single day!"
She sowed pomegranate seeds in the Twilight Courtyard, planted a field of wheatgrass, and cultivated a sea of flowers, creating a place where every traveler arriving in Okhema could set down their burdens and speak freely.
"I hope that small acts of kindness can melt away the long-standing wounds between our peoples."
She could never stop worrying about that ever-corroding demigod.
"Cinny... From the very first day we set out on the Flame-Chase Journey, we already knew this day would come..."
That was what they always said.
"Even if I can ease just a fraction of your pain... I'll go check the library in the Grove again..."
And that was what she always did.
...
The Heirs of the Sky, the Kremnoans, the original aristocrats of Okhema, the Holy Maiden of Aidonia, the warrior of Aedes Elysiae, the Holy Maiden of Janusopolis... In the small courtyard, all their colors merged into a radiant rainbow.
Yet in rare moments of leisure, she would also ponder the journey's end.
"When that time comes... what else will I be able to do?"
Character Story: Part IV
Unlocked at Character Level 80
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Fortune' To Physician Hyacine
I hope this letter finds you well. Although my sister couldn't make it back then, the last days she spent in the courtyard... and the smile she gave before she left... have always warmed my dreams. I wanted to tell you that today, I have officially become a physician. I want to be like you, to help those who suffer in the final days. I hope that in this long night, I too can become a small, guiding light..."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Gate' To Little Cinny
...I'm truly grateful for your companionship during this time. When I was curled up in the Twilight Courtyard's infirmary, you allowed my sorrow to pile up like storm clouds and then evaporate. When I said my 'weather was bad,' you embraced me completely... Perhaps, I should try to be a little braver too..."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Freedom' To Lady Hyacine
The little ones have all recovered well, especially that young Okheman warrior who was fussing about wanting pomegranate juice last time. The feuds between city-states are not easy to dissolve quickly, but now I believe that different colors can coexist."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Evernight' To Assistant Instructor Hyacine
Thank you for your persistent reminders. I will consider mending my relationship with her. Of course, this is only for your sake..."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Mourning' To Miss Hyacine
There is no need to trouble yourself by sending me new medicine. I am well aware that the loss of my humanity is beyond recovery. And you need not worry, our relationship with the Grove has not reached a breaking point..."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Joy' To Lady Hyacine
I never thought that the wheat seeds from my homeland would sprout again one day. Lying in the garden of the Twilight Courtyard, it almost feels like being back in Aedes Elysiae. Whenever I feel down, the scent of wheat here gives me the strength to keep going!"
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Everday' To Cinny
People always praise the sky of the past for embracing both blazing suns and roaring thunder, but we think you are even gentler than that sky. No matter where we go tomorrow, we will always, always remember you!"
A few letters spilling out from an overflowing box were carefully preserved beside the medical records.
At the beginning of her journey, the girl's faint light seemed as though it would be swallowed by the darkness at any moment. Yet, before she set forth to become the sky of tomorrow...
In the places she passed through, the clear sky had already unknowingly unfolded its first gentle smile.
I hope this letter finds you well. Although my sister couldn't make it back then, the last days she spent in the courtyard... and the smile she gave before she left... have always warmed my dreams. I wanted to tell you that today, I have officially become a physician. I want to be like you, to help those who suffer in the final days. I hope that in this long night, I too can become a small, guiding light..."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Gate' To Little Cinny
...I'm truly grateful for your companionship during this time. When I was curled up in the Twilight Courtyard's infirmary, you allowed my sorrow to pile up like storm clouds and then evaporate. When I said my 'weather was bad,' you embraced me completely... Perhaps, I should try to be a little braver too..."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Freedom' To Lady Hyacine
The little ones have all recovered well, especially that young Okheman warrior who was fussing about wanting pomegranate juice last time. The feuds between city-states are not easy to dissolve quickly, but now I believe that different colors can coexist."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Evernight' To Assistant Instructor Hyacine
Thank you for your persistent reminders. I will consider mending my relationship with her. Of course, this is only for your sake..."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Mourning' To Miss Hyacine
There is no need to trouble yourself by sending me new medicine. I am well aware that the loss of my humanity is beyond recovery. And you need not worry, our relationship with the Grove has not reached a breaking point..."
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Joy' To Lady Hyacine
I never thought that the wheat seeds from my homeland would sprout again one day. Lying in the garden of the Twilight Courtyard, it almost feels like being back in Aedes Elysiae. Whenever I feel down, the scent of wheat here gives me the strength to keep going!"
"'Light Calendar ████, Month of Everday' To Cinny
People always praise the sky of the past for embracing both blazing suns and roaring thunder, but we think you are even gentler than that sky. No matter where we go tomorrow, we will always, always remember you!"
A few letters spilling out from an overflowing box were carefully preserved beside the medical records.
At the beginning of her journey, the girl's faint light seemed as though it would be swallowed by the darkness at any moment. Yet, before she set forth to become the sky of tomorrow...
In the places she passed through, the clear sky had already unknowingly unfolded its first gentle smile.