Priscilia Build Guide

A crisp and neatly pressed uniform, the compass at the waist shimmering under the moonlight.

“So, you're a Warden from Pharos.”

Upon hearing Priscilia's words, the Warden slightly nodded and spoke in a low voice.

“Unfortunately.”

The Warden's words made Priscilia's gaze quiver slightly. She had long anticipated this day would come, but the sudden reality was far more painful than she imagined.

“In the end... it still came to this.”

The Warden looked at Priscilia, immersed in sorrow, wanting to offer comfort, but ultimately chose silence. What could she say? No matter the words, they would only be another wound to her. After a brief silence, the Warden spoke again.

“Miss Priscilia, won't you come to Pharos?”
\Priscilia gently shook her head.

“I cannot leave this place. If I go, the children will have no one to care for them. You understand that, don't you?”

“We at Pharos can provide support for the children's lives.”

“No. To the children, this monastery is their home. I cannot take their home away for the sake of my own safety.”

“But you carry the White Shadow of the god Rafia. We at Pharos have a duty to protect you.”

“It's alright. Even though I inherited Rafia's shadow, I am not an incarnation.”

Incarnation.

Since ancient times, those who inherit the White Shadow of a god are seen as the god's proxy, revered by the people.

However, occasionally, someone who is not an incarnation also inherits the White Shadow. Though not equal to a true incarnation, the symbolism remains significant.

Standing before the Warden, Priscilia is the Nemonic who inherited the White Shadow of the god Rafia. In terms of safety, taking her back to Pharos would be the safest choice, and yet...

The Warden sighed slightly and eventually nodded gently.

“I understand. But the protective measures for you will continue. Your safety is of utmost importance.”

“Thank you for your understanding.”

After the Warden departed, Priscilia looked up at the night sky once more, gazing at the moon hanging above. She softly let out a sigh.

“Sister…”

Gazing at that pitch-black, empty sky, a strange sense of longing would well up from within me. Perhaps it's because I can no longer see the light of the one who left—just like the stars swallowed by the night, unable to shine.

To me, Sister was someone I deeply admired.

She worked hard for the children at the monastery, read us fairy tales with such gentleness, held my hand softly, and would smile at me while stroking my hair. She was someone who could never be defeated, no matter what.

As long as I was by Sister's side, I could feel warmth.

So long as she was there, I felt happy. I always thought the happiness we believed in was the same. Because whenever we were together, it was always so joyful.

But one day, Sister just left—without a goodbye, without a smile, not even a word of parting. She didn't even close the door. She simply walked away.

Every time I see that open door, I can't help but wonder why she left.

What was I to Sister? How could she abandon me so easily? Was she unhappy being by my side? I always believed we were happy together… but was that just my own illusion?

Not long after Sister left, I heard that an apostle following the witch Taygeta had appeared. Her name was Charlotte—the same name as Sister. In that moment, I finally understood: Sister had chosen a path completely different from mine.

Whenever I think of Sister, a dull pain stirs in my chest—as if I've forgotten something important. I keep wondering, maybe one day I'll find the answer to this pain.

If not for you… perhaps I'd still be lost without an answer.

Priscilla is such a good child. Always praying devoutly, and carefully looking after the children in the monastery. Those kids can be so naughty—I'm sure she has a hard time, but I've never once seen her lose her temper. If it were my kids, I'd have smacked their butts already.

She was always beautiful, even as a child. Every time I saw her tightly holding her sister's hand while walking through the market, I couldn't help but smile. Sigh… her sister was such a kind and beautiful girl too. I wonder where she is now… Oh dear, I've gone and said too much again.

But you know, Priscilia has always been a bit absentminded. Or maybe too calm by nature? She often zones out, and that's something that hasn't changed since she was little. She used to get lost all the time. She may not trip as much anymore, but back then her legs were always covered in bruises.

There was this one time—I had just closed my shop to go on a date with my husband. We went all the way to a park far from the store, and guess who we ran into? Priscilia! I asked her what she was doing there, and she said she had gone out shopping but got lost. She usually shops at my place, but since my shop was closed that day, she went to another store and ended up losing her way.

She even complained that she asked a lot of people for directions to the church, but no one would help her. Well, can you blame them? Who would believe a nun asking for directions to a church? Of course people would be suspicious and hesitate to respond. In the end, I had to cancel my date and escort her back to the church myself. Ever since that day, I've never dared to close my shop lightly—just in case she gets lost again.

Oh, and I've seen you hanging out with Priscilia quite a bit. You two seem pretty close, right? Please take good care of her for me.

As soon as she wakes up, she begins her daily training, striving to become stronger. 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats, then a 10km run. She never skips these morning routines. While this might seem like intense training for most, to a lively Rigor rabbit—and a Warden no less—this is just the bare minimum.

After completing her morning training, Ravi heads to Pharos. There, she spends her mornings studying knowledge about Wardens and monsters. Recently, she’s even been proactively asking Serie and Yuri for help with anything she doesn’t understand, showing just how much effort she’s putting in.

Afternoons are spent carrying out missions from Pharos. Until recently, she mainly used her Rigor rabbit traits for reconnaissance and search operations, but now her strength is being recognized, and she’s also entrusted with monster subjugation tasks. On days without missions, she trains under Theodore or practices at a special training ground she designed herself.

Once training ends and she returns home, Ravi has a light dinner and follows it up with stretches to improve her flexibility. Only after finishing these stretches does she organize her day and drift off to sleep.

Thanks to her nearly 30-hour-long “contradictory” daily routine, Ravi’s growth has been incredibly fast. Even Nain now feels at ease entrusting her with missions. But even so, Ravi’s goal remains far away.

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Today too, Ravi trains with unwavering dedication, her mind focused on your silhouette.

“Just you wait! Someday I’ll definitely beat you!”