In the darkness, she is a cluster of inextinguishable flames
——Phoebe’s Carnival and Redemption
On this land eroded by the waves, Phoebe is like an unfinished poem, waiting for the moment to be written. Her soul is locked in the cage of absolution and confession, yet she still sings in the dark. Under the light of the five stars, her audio instrument plays a symphony of redemption and destruction.
Absolution is her first mask. Wearing it, she becomes the ruler of injury, letting the painful notes dance on the enemy’s body. Confession is the second mask, a game between the sadist and the masochist. She uses the light noise effect to weave shackles, confining the enemy’s soul in the maze of diffraction.
Her power comes from light, and she exists because of it. When the enemy is shrouded in the light noise effect, Phoebe’s damage is like the morning bell before dawn, crisp and merciless. Each attack is an inquiry, each skill release is a ritual of redemption.
In this carnival, the resonance circuit is her blood, flowing with the rhythm of life. Resonance liberation is her soul, shining with a faint but determined light in the dark. Skills and attacks, like the chapters in a symphony, intertwine to form the poem about Phoebe.
Her weapon is a mysterious musical instrument emitting divine light. Luminous Hymn, along with the light resonance, grants her power, making her notes more piercing. Stringmaster, the puppeteer’s hand, like a manipulator’s puppet, makes her attacks more lethal. Rime-Draped Sprouts, ice-like beauty, blooms with deadly charm in the cold. Cosmic Ripples, like an merciless ruler, records the enemy’s struggle.
In this symphony of redemption and destruction, the voice residue is her most faithful companion. Eternal light illuminates her path, while the floating stars in the night sky guide her journey. Their powers merge together, weaving a symphony of hope and despair.
In her team, each character is a note in this poem. Zanni, the wanderer, and the shore guardian are all participants in this carnival. Their powers intertwine, forming a story of redemption. Phoebe may be the protagonist, but without them, the poem would be incomplete.
On this land eroded by the waves, Phoebe’s existence is an enigma. She is both the redeemer and the destroyer. She weaves shackles with the light noise effect but also brings hope with her power. In this carnival of redemption and destruction, should we cheer for her or cry for her?
Ultimately, Phoebe’s story continues. Her notes still echo in the air, her flames still burn in the dark. Perhaps, we will eventually understand that redemption and destruction have never been opposing extremes but two sides of the same coin. On this land eroded by the waves, Phoebe’s existence reminds us: even in the darkest moments, the light of hope still exists.