| n/a | A drifter claiming to be a Galaxy Ranger. Her true name is unknown, and she walks the cosmos alone, carrying with her a long sword.
Though aloof and taciturn, her blade flicks out like lashing lightning. And yet, she always strikes with her scabbard, never drawing the sword free. |
| n/a | "...Warriors don't choose their blades, but rather their blades choose them. ██████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████████... On that day, as I witnessed the blade I had crafted being passed on to that girl, I realized that in the fight against ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇, she had chosen — or been chosen — to embrace the path that ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ led her toward a new tomorrow. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ there would be a bright future. Despite the peril looming over Izumo, its people would hold onto hope, believing that the ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ shall one day be vanquished, and the world shall be liberated... ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇..."
— An Ancient Scattered Manuscript |
| n/a | "...Through the scrolls left behind by the blade forger, we have learned that Izumo was once on the brink of destruction. In order to survive, they forged blades from the ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇, and those who wielded them were hailed as the saviors of their realm.
Unfortunately, the world has long vanished from the astral charts. The truth of history eludes us, and the Remembrance no longer holds its place. When the Armed Archaeologists arrived, the galaxy resounded solely with the melody of the Enigmata: ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ tears, rain's boundless outpour. Beneath faint curtain, survivor departs from her shore. Her homeland, ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇..."
— Oppenheimer, the Recorder |
| n/a | "I used the 'Revitalization-310' tincture, which induces a profound slumber, enabling individuals to relive their past memories. While some patients found ████████████████████████████, she proved an exception. No one has ever awakened from their dream state, yet she defied the odds. I closely observed her dreams... and they can hardly be called happy moments: Gloomy skies, crumbling cities, ruined lands, and incessant rains.
The rain never stopped. Amidst the swelling tide, individuals wore smiles even as they were drowned, and within the engulfing darkness, I heard the distant rumble of thunder, until, at a particular moment, lightning shattered the veil of night. Below the fractured sky, I saw her once more: Within a world fading into oblivion, she elegantly swung her blade, eradicating the entire realm of dreams.
I must admit that she has ventured far beyond our progress on this path. The elusive ████████ beckons her toward █████████████████, yet she subtly holds its reins. Perhaps she was prepared to confront the true enemy from the very beginning of her journey..."
— A Note from a Pharmacist |
| n/a | "I am leaving this letter here. In the event that I do not return, let this letter bear witness to the tale of a companion I encountered in ██████. The journey to the other side was perilous, and it was thanks to her that I managed to navigate it through...
...She had traversed numerous worlds before our paths crossed, and she possessed a wide range of life skills. Together, we cooked and established camps amidst the wilderness. On starless nights, she lent an ear to my stories and deliberated plans for the following day. Yet, more often than not, we journeyed in silence. The snow here bears a purplish-red hue, carrying the tangy flavor of raspberries. While she ███ ██████ ████ ███ █████ ██ █████, she appreciates the ██████ snow doughnuts I prepare...
...Before meeting her, I had spent countless years wading through the river of ████████. She extended her hand to me, and together, we ventured along this river. Now, the time has come for us to part ways, and I have yet to reach the shore, uncertain of what lies ahead... Even so, I see no reason to halt my journey. Life is merely a road that eventually culminates, and until that moment arrives, I shall keep pressing forward. I am certain she would do the same."
— A Note from An Adventurer |
| n/a | "...Warriors don't choose their blades, but rather their blades choose them. Just as people don't choose their fate, but rather their fate chooses them... On that day, as I witnessed the blade I had crafted being passed on to that girl, I realized that in the fight against Yaoyorozu no Kami, she had chosen — or been chosen — to embrace the path that seemingly led her toward a new tomorrow. How I wish that there would be a bright future, that despite the peril looming over Izumo, its people would hold onto hope, believing that the evil Kami shall one day be vanquished, and the world shall be liberated... However, it was only when the blade's light waned that I came to a realization: This is an impasse with no escape, and those who venture upon it have no recourse to turn back..."
— An Ancient Scattered Manuscript |
| n/a | "...Through the scrolls left behind by the blade forger, we have learned that Izumo was once on the brink of destruction. In order to survive, they forged blades from the remains of Kami, and those who wielded them were hailed as the saviors of their realm. The Guild is interested in the enigmatic Yaoyorozu no Kami mentioned in these scrolls, but the Path they are associated with remains shrouded in mystery. In later accounts, the people of Izumo ceased to refer to the wielders of the blades as 'heroes,' but rather as 'revenants.'
Unfortunately, the world has long vanished from the astral charts. The truth of history eludes us, and the Remembrance no longer holds its place. When the Armed Archaeologists arrived, the galaxy resounded solely with the melody of the Enigmata: Dark Sun's tears, rain's boundless outpour. Beneath faint curtain, survivor departs from her shore. Her homeland, once saved, by her hands erased... Invisible shadows ahead, her vision encased."
— Oppenheimer, the Recorder |
| n/a | "I used the 'Revitalization-310' tincture, which induces a profound slumber, enabling individuals to relive their past memories. While some patients found solace and rediscovered hope, she proved an exception. No one has ever awakened from their dream state, yet she defied the odds. I closely observed her dreams... and they can hardly be called happy moments: Gloomy skies, crumbling cities, ruined lands, and incessant rains.
The rain never stopped. Amidst the swelling tide, individuals wore smiles even as they were drowned, and within the engulfing darkness, I heard the distant rumble of thunder, until, at a particular moment, lightning shattered the veil of night. Below the fractured sky, I saw her once more: Within a world fading into oblivion, she elegantly swung her blade, eradicating the entire realm of dreams.
I must admit that she has ventured far beyond our progress on this path. The elusive Nihility beckons her toward self-annihilation, yet she subtly holds its reins. Perhaps she was prepared to confront the true enemy from the very beginning of her journey... Once, I asked her about the purpose behind it all, but she remained silent. Was she at a loss for words? Or did she already have an answer in mind?"
— A Note from a Doctor of Chaos |
| n/a | "I am leaving this letter here. In the event that I do not return, let this letter bear witness to the tale of a companion I encountered in Orkron. The journey to the other side was perilous, and it was thanks to her that I managed to navigate it through. When I first met her, it appeared that she was on a certain quest, possibly seeking revenge. However, I soon realized that it wasn't the case, as a person consumed by hatred would inevitably expose it, yet she remained remarkably composed, with only fleeting glimpses of sorrow...
...She had traversed numerous worlds before our paths crossed, and she possessed a wide range of life skills. Together, we cooked and established camps amidst the wilderness. On starless nights, she lent an ear to my stories and deliberated plans for the following day. Yet, more often than not, we journeyed in silence. The snow here bears a purplish-red hue, carrying the tangy flavor of raspberries. While she has almost lost her sense of taste, she appreciates the Orkron snow doughnuts I prepare...
...Before meeting her, I had spent countless years wading through the river of Nihility. She extended her hand to me, and together, we ventured along this river. Now, the time has come for us to part ways, and I have yet to reach the shore, uncertain of what lies ahead... Even so, I see no reason to halt my journey. Life is merely a road that eventually culminates, and until that moment arrives, I shall keep pressing forward. I am certain she would do the same."
— A Note from Frebass |
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1,364 responses to “Acheron”
She’s just like me!
She’s just like me FR!
And now Acheron is about to become even better with Jiaoqiu! The nihility healer we needed AND he debuffs. Months ago I got called crazy and people were acting like I made him up but here he is! Perfect for Acheron. Now the slot for a harmony character opens up for Acheron so she’ll be even more broken with Bronya/Sparkle/Ruan Mei
Imagine E2 Acheron with Bronya, Sparkle, and Jiaoqiu. Holy fucking shit.
tbh jiaoqiu have been rly nerfed but he really helps me a lot with stacking the ult!! I don’t even need second nihility even without e2 so yeah, my Acheron became more broken