Tome of the Eternal Flow
A manual that was once passed down from generation to generation within an underwater priory. Today, none know of its existence.
- Base ATK · Lv. 90
- 542
- CRIT DMG · Lv. 90
- 88.2%
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Signature Weapon For
Passive ability & refinements
Aeon Wave
HP is increased by 16%. When current HP increases or decreases, Charged Attack DMG will be increased by 14% for 4s. Max 3 stacks. This effect can be triggered once every 0.3s. When the character has 3 stacks or a third stack's duration refreshes, 8 Energy will be restored. This Energy restoration effect can be triggered once every 12s.
Stat progression
Level 1–90 · Ascension boundaries show before and after ascension.
| Level | Ascension | Base ATK | CRIT DMG |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1 | 0 | 44 | 19.2% |
| 20 | 0 | 110 | 33.9% |
| 20 | 1 | 141 | 33.9% |
| 40 | 1 | 210 | 49.4% |
| 40 | 2 | 241 | 49.4% |
| 50 | 2 | 275 | 57.2% |
| 50 | 3 | 307 | 57.2% |
| 60 | 3 | 341 | 65% |
| 60 | 4 | 373 | 65% |
| 70 | 4 | 408 | 72.7% |
| 70 | 5 | 439 | 72.7% |
| 80 | 5 | 475 | 80.4% |
| 80 | 6 | 506 | 80.4% |
| 90 | 6 | 542 | 88.2% |
Ascension materials
Ascension 1 · Level 40 cap
10,000 Mora
- Meshing Gear ×3
- Rift Core ×5
- Dross of Pure Sacred Dewdrop ×5
Ascension 2 · Level 50 cap
20,000 Mora
- Meshing Gear ×12
- Rift Core ×18
- Sublimation of Pure Sacred Dewdrop ×5
Ascension 3 · Level 60 cap
30,000 Mora
- Mechanical Spur Gear ×9
- Foreign Synapse ×9
- Sublimation of Pure Sacred Dewdrop ×9
Ascension 4 · Level 70 cap
45,000 Mora
- Mechanical Spur Gear ×14
- Foreign Synapse ×18
- Spring of Pure Sacred Dewdrop ×5
Ascension 5 · Level 80 cap
55,000 Mora
- Artificed Dynamic Gear ×9
- Alien Life Core ×14
- Spring of Pure Sacred Dewdrop ×9
Ascension 6 · Level 90 cap
65,000 Mora
- Artificed Dynamic Gear ×18
- Alien Life Core ×27
- Essence of Pure Sacred Dewdrop ×6
Lore
"We shall remember this oath of the thousand years, and defend the foundation of the capital of water." "Never forget the shackles of sin that were once tempting as honey," "And never forget our heavy responsibilities that may now seem like fetters." "They represent the deity's honey-sweet grace and faith in us." "We are the shield that guards against the disaster of the flood, and the line of defense against the breach." The first watcher always led the new recruits to recite their oath. Indeed, no one would wish for such a life, but everything comes with a price. We once succumbed to the euphoria of violence, or were driven by greed. This vow is the recompense of justice, as well as the final chance at redemption. Neither sunlight nor family are present here, so we must find a semblance of joy. Although the watcher sometimes wondered if the sinners took these vows on their own accord, Or merely uttered syllables that meant nothing to them, He still sincerely hoped that the wild joy he experienced when the deity entrusted this heavy responsibility to him, Would light up the path of these "brothers and sisters" of his, and give meaning to their lives, Just as it had lit up his hopeless and dreary future. The teachings of the watchers would thus be passed from generation to generation, flowing down like an endless stream. For if the harbinger of the apocalypse would indeed one day arrive, the flood would wash everything away. And we would fight with both duty and joy in our hearts, just as the goddess had found empathy for us in hers. My duty is now complete, so I shall leave the goddess' grace and duty to you all. The first watcher was buried between mineral veins of extraordinary splendor, Because it is the place most filled with light. The man who had lived for many years in the shadows Held the light he once saw in his heart as he quietly slumbered beneath the soil by the breach. The flood that would wash everything away is never unleashed, As fate is often loath to grant would-be heroes an honorable death. Even so, an inaudible trickle began to silently corrode the priory as if a thief shrouded in the shadows. Those forced to join the order and live underwater gradually increased in number, Yet those who swore the oath, understood its meaning, and knew the teachings only declined over time. Many long years later, a grand and ominous fortress would rise from the seabed, But as for the last brother who called himself a watcher and shouldered the expectations of a god, The location of his grave would become known to none. Still, perhaps this place can still be called fortunate, As the other suppressed breach was eventually discovered many years later by one who set out to reveal its secrets.
