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Drowning in Crimson Wheel of Destiny — Morimens

SSR wheel with the DMG Amplification attribute, Helot: Catena's signature. Effect at every ascension rank, main stat growth to E15 and the Traphase card it deals.

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Drowning in Crimson Wheel of Destiny for Morimens, with its main stat growth, effect at every ascension rank, Traphase card, and signature Awakener.

Drowning in Crimson

Drowning in Crimson

SSR DMG Amplification 14.4% Caro
Signature wheel of Helot: Catena Helot: Catena

Effect

Values run across the 4 ascension ranks, from unascended to maximum.

: The wielder's Base DMG +22/28/34/40%. Before the wielder releases Exalt, temporary hand size +1, and draw 1 of the wielder's Command Cards. If the current realm is "Caro," when the wielder triggers , Temporary Crit. DMG +22/28/34/40%, up to 1 time per turn.

Main Stat

DMG Amplification grows one step a level from E4 up to E15.

Unenhanced
14.4%
Per level from E4
+1.2%
At E15
28.8%

Traphase Card

Equipping the wheel deals this card into the Traphase hand.

Drowning in Crimson

Cost 3
: Gain 1 when equipped. Whenever you lose HP and it's below 25%, gain and .

Lore

She once questioned countless times in the dead of night: Why must she endure this endless pain? No one answered. Her hoarse whispers turned into fragments, never reaching the ears of any god. Her pain festered, turning into pus and brewing deeper hatred. One day, she noticed black liquid oozing from the people around her, resembling her own blood. They quickly descended into madness, just like her. Perhaps it was their pain; she watched coldly, feeling a faint sense of satisfaction. But if that was pain, hadn't she long been consumed by the darkness? She approached the lingering blackness and unexpectedly found freedom. Yet the freedom brought no relief; she was like a demon exiled to Hell for millennia, her desires corroded by hatred. Her body bound in shackles, her soul weighed down by lead. Only the eerie screams could cleanse her heavy soul, allowing her to breathe freely. Come, taste what I have tasted, and become me. She found red to be a marvelous color. She finally understood: Pain has no reason. Either drink it yourself or invite others to share. Tonight, she poured the bitter wine, inviting the entire town.