Disciple’s Prosthetic Eye

Disciple's Prosthetic Eye
Disciple's Prosthetic EyeConceptsDisciple's Prosthetic Eye
RarityRaritystrRaritystrRaritystrRaritystrRaritystr
TypeRelics,
SourceCavern of Corrosion: Alchemy Commission
Omni-Synthesizer — Relic Synthesis
Relic Set
Longevous Disciple
Longevous Disciple
Set Effect2-Pc: Increases Max HP by 12%.
4-Pc: When the wearer is hit or has their HP consumed by an ally or themselves, their CRIT Rate increases by 8% for 2 turn(s) and up to 2 stacks.
Max Level15
StoryAn ingenium eye that once belonged to someone. After being expelled from its owner's body, it is now completely useless.

Table of Contents
Stats
Gallery
Story

Stats

+15
Base Stats
Class HP
705.6
Subsidiary Stats
Class HP
203.22 ~ 228.62 ~ 254.03
Class ATK
101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01
Class DEF
101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01
Class HP
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class ATK
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class DEF
25.92% ~ 29.16% ~ 32.4%
Class SPD
12 ~ 13.8 ~ 15.6
Class CRIT Rate
15.55% ~ 17.5% ~ 19.44%
Class CRIT DMG
31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88%
Class Effect Hit Rate
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class Effect RES
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class Break Effect
31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88%

Story

In the dim, chaotic dreamscape, she always dreamed of the brightness she had seen in those few days. Thousands of acres of eucalyptus trees swayed gently, and petals fluttered in the breeze. The indigo waves beat against the rocks and turned into scattering white jade. Flying birds spread their silver wings and disappeared into the green bamboo forest.

She was always searching for someone else in her dreams, the one who should have enjoyed the scenery with her.

But all she could see was a blurry figure. She remembered clearly the short, silky hair and the eyes like black jade stones, but her memories were faded into a maze constructed by her nervous system, and she always woke up with a start just before seeing the face clearly. In a daze, she touched her prosthetic eye that had caused her so much pain. With the help of the false eye, she no longer needed to piece together a blurry figure by sound, smell, and touch.

"It's no longer of use," said the Emanator of the Ruin Author. She heard the sound of the swaying hand fan and the flitting laughter of the Emanator. "Soon, you'll be able to see everything you want to see — with your own eyes."

"This is my own eye," she chuckled, "Besides, never will I have the chance to see the scenery it once witnessed again."

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