Gift of Decay Wheel of Destiny for Morimens, with its main stat growth, effect at every ascension rank, Traphase card, and signature Awakener.
Effect
Values run across the 4 ascension ranks, from unascended to maximum.
As part of the wielder's Exalt, first inflict equal to 15/20/25/30% of the wielder's ATK on all enemies; then resolve the Exalt's effects.
Whenever is unleashed, the wielder gains 5/6/7/8 Aliemus.
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.
Lore
"People are born with the tide and die with the ebb." This is a legend that has been passed down in Nymphaea's hometown. The villagers of Sevada do not fear death; to them, the sprouting and wilting of life are like the rise and fall of the tide, both part of nature. They love the blue sky, the ocean, the flocks of seagulls, and the calla lilies blooming in the morning sun. They despise steam, iron tracks, and all things too heavily marked by human intervention—interference with life is included in that disdain. To cut one's life short is unacceptable in the eyes of the Sevadians. Nymphaea is not a typical Sevadian. For instance, she is always drawn to the atmosphere of shipwrecks. A dead shipwreck is home to countless lives: fish, water plants, various shellfish... Here, life and death intertwine in a mysterious and sacred manner. With calmness, Nymphaea approaches the wreck, as if stepping into an immensely solemn cathedral. During the years when her father took her on trips to relax, Nymphaea saw a five-act play. The content of that play has long faded from her memory; it seemed to tell the life of an ancient emperor. He lived a chaotic life filled with military campaigns north and south, only to die from a shameful conspiracy. She remembers one line: Cowards die many times before their deaths; the valiant never taste of death but once. Years later, when Nymphaea steps into the cold seawater, pained by her longing for life, that line floats through her mind: "The valiant never taste of death but once..." So she wipes her tears, says goodbye to her parents one last time, and continues towards the shipwreck in her heart. She will become her own warrior.
Chaos