Love and Deepspace | Where Silverwings Rest
The wind sweeps, the roses sway. The souls rest as they may.
🩸Trailer of Sylus's New Event [Where Silverwings Rest] Is Coming!
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🩸5-Star Memory Pair from [Where Silverwings Rest] Event
From 05:00 on Dec. 2 to 04:59 on Dec. 16 (server time), the limited 5-Star Solar-Slot Memory Pair [Sylus: Crimson Rapture] and [Sylus: Crimson Departure] will be available in the Limited Wish Pool.
During the event, a maximum of 150 pulls guarantees two event-limited 5-Star Memories and unlocks the Companion [Sylus: Silverwing Fiend].
*See the specific wish rules in the following event preview.
🩸Myth: Crimson Spirit
After 05:00 on Dec. 2 (server time), you can read the new Myth of Sylus: Crimson Spirit in-game.
"The most fanatical blindness is born from the darkest depths of ignorance. An era in Death's shadow engorges itself in magical fantasies.
Mages represent the mortal world's hope and faith. Fiends move like flowing poetry through the aristocrats' banquets."
Mages are born into a world of imminent decay. A body that cannot die is what others yearn for, yet for you, it is the very curse you would summon the Archfiend Sovereign to escape.
Blood forges an invisible bond. Do you remember it now? Why does the torment of being torn apart return again and again, keeping you from embracing a true death?
🩸Event: Crimson Feast
Participate in the event to claim 4-Star Solar-Slot Memory Pair [Sylus: Ivory Thirst], [Sylus: Ivory Prudence], [Deepspace Wish: Limited*10], [Diamond*500], and other rewards for FREE!
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soft 𖬺͟. fragile. she waited before speaking again. waited until the sound of clashing steal faded behind them; until the forest seemed a little safer.
❛ 𝒎y wrists… it hurts. 'nd i can’t see anything... ❜
she felt the ground tremble first, a man—made earthquake rolling towards her. a firm hand then seized her, yanking her up 𖬺͟. onto the saddle of a racing horse, back pressed flush to a strong chest.
she could recognize him blind. ↶
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The frigid winter night did little to deter him. ᅟ⎯ ᅟThe thunderous sound of hooves galloping through the forest resonated in the crisp air as Caleb led a small but determined army on a daring mission to rescue the king’s daughter. In an instant, he seized her ᅟ( … )
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by touch, by scent. something woody, masculine, warm——safe. she allowed herself a breath of relief, body easing as his chest rose behind her, the low rumble of it vibrating through her spine.
❛ 𝒄aleb…! you made it. ❜ tone ↶