After a few sudden drizzles, spring tides rise, birthing lush greenery.
"How many springs has it been?"
He recalls those young soldiers heading to the battlefield for the first time. Year after year, the faces were all different, yet they radiated the exact same vigor and hope.
The willow withers as it waits for their return. But what they manage to bring home is often... the frost that can never melt.
Birds' warbles linger in the air as he closes his eyes, allowing sunlight to fall on his face through the gaps between the leaves.
—"Alas, those who remain are the loneliest of all."
"How many springs has it been?"
He recalls those young soldiers heading to the battlefield for the first time. Year after year, the faces were all different, yet they radiated the exact same vigor and hope.
The willow withers as it waits for their return. But what they manage to bring home is often... the frost that can never melt.
Birds' warbles linger in the air as he closes his eyes, allowing sunlight to fall on his face through the gaps between the leaves.
—"Alas, those who remain are the loneliest of all."
Those Many Springs
Nihility
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Add to PlannerWorldly Affairs Leave No Mark
Increases the wearer's Effect Hit Rate by 60% . After the wearer uses Basic ATK, Skill, or Ultimate to attack an enemy target, there is a 60% base chance to inflict "Unarmored" on the target. While in the Unarmored state, the enemy target receives 10% increased DMG, lasting for 2 turn(s). If the target is under a DoT state inflicted by the wearer, there is a 60% base chance to upgrade the "Unarmored" state inflicted by the wearer to the "Cornered" state, which additionally increases the DMG the enemy target receives by 14% , lasting for 2 turn(s). During this period, the wearer cannot inflict "Unarmored" on the target.
After a few sudden drizzles, spring tides rise, birthing lush greenery.
"How many springs has it been?"
He recalls those young soldiers heading to the battlefield for the first time. Year after year, the faces were all different, yet they radiated the exact same vigor and hope.
The willow withers as it waits for their return. But what they manage to bring home is often... the frost that can never melt.
Birds' warbles linger in the air as he closes his eyes, allowing sunlight to fall on his face through the gaps between the leaves.
—"Alas, those who remain are the loneliest of all."
"How many springs has it been?"
He recalls those young soldiers heading to the battlefield for the first time. Year after year, the faces were all different, yet they radiated the exact same vigor and hope.
The willow withers as it waits for their return. But what they manage to bring home is often... the frost that can never melt.
Birds' warbles linger in the air as he closes his eyes, allowing sunlight to fall on his face through the gaps between the leaves.
—"Alas, those who remain are the loneliest of all."
