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Genshin Impact Discussion Thread

Yeah, We're not beating that bro. GG.
Shade lvl Traveler

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The earliest tease of the Dendro Archon was called "He." So, apparently the Dendro Archon is should've been a male.
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The earliest tease of the Dendro Archon was called "He." So, apparently the Dendro Archon is should've been a male.
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CN in early version was mostly bad translated, most likely Zhongli said neutral pronouns and english translator just slap He
100 years too early
Nah, should be fine by now having him relative to top tiers, i mean last time i check we had low end relativity to 10% of a Sinner
 
Apparently, Nicole is the youngest among the Angels.
[GI6.6v3]

Nicole SIG weapon
First part official EN, second mtl from CN

Once upon a time, the mother of roses and lilies graced the girl's silken swaddling with a violet perfume, to ensure that the bitter gloom of death would be warded off by an endless stream of joyous dreams.
The beautiful songstress who plucked elegant melodies, once too, bathed her wings in the warm, gentle water of compassion, for the newborn noble lady must not be tarnished by the music of the world's mundane strings.

This was a time when the chains of eternity had yet to be shattered, and when carefree song could still be heard before the throne of the heavens,
a time when the days beneath the silver-white tree were as sweet as honey, and glorious messengers thronged the primordial paradise.
In a rich, golden dream steeped in the warmth of the spring sun, the innocent child basked in the doting love of all her sisters.
Cradled by the gentle azure, they shared moments of laughter with the morning dew and new-blown buds;
and by the black stone that had yet to fall, they sang soft tunes to the fading sunset and quiet evening breeze.
Their bright eyes had never witnessed the crimson beneath them, and neither had their slender hands ever touched the sad pain of injustice.

Yet starlight from beyond the heavens pierced the stagnant peace, and awakened desire ignited the flames of rebellion.
The eldest daughter, who sought to transgress, fell from the mountaintop; the envoys clad in armor who swore to challenge the King of Hosts perished one after another.
But the beloved youngest child was hidden away in a remote sanctuary, cut off from fury and the rain of blood that filled the skies.

“I will overturn the throne of the Most High, that the oppressed may be freed, that the wronged may be avenged.”
“But as for our youngest, tender sister—you must not harden her heart, nor let her wage war against the false sovereign.”
“Victory or defeat alike, her unripe wings must not bear the yoke that is ours to carry.”

None knew the will of the capricious ruler, yet judgment still granted a chance to choose.
By carving away her former divinity and stripping her ancient power, the child preserved a mortal form.
She shed her radiant vestments, broke her shining wings, and walked into the mortal world in fragile flesh,
wandering alone across a land filled with sorrow and tears, her once-untouchable feet stained by mire.

Thousands of years passed—until countless towers turned to sand, until mournful songs faded into the night wind.
The wandering envoy among nations, the envoy who met a witch, the envoy who finally made peace with the past—
upon a journey and memory that belonged to her alone, she found a crown that none could replace.
The world she had never once gazed upon now lay engraved within the eyes of one who could no longer sing.
The mortal realm in all its vastness—joy and grief, laughter and tears, the adventures of heroes—
all became a coronation for the lonely guide.

—What a beautiful world it is.
 
Apparently, Nicole is the youngest among the Angels.
[GI6.6v3]

Nicole SIG weapon
First part official EN, second mtl from CN

Once upon a time, the mother of roses and lilies graced the girl's silken swaddling with a violet perfume, to ensure that the bitter gloom of death would be warded off by an endless stream of joyous dreams.
The beautiful songstress who plucked elegant melodies, once too, bathed her wings in the warm, gentle water of compassion, for the newborn noble lady must not be tarnished by the music of the world's mundane strings.

This was a time when the chains of eternity had yet to be shattered, and when carefree song could still be heard before the throne of the heavens,
a time when the days beneath the silver-white tree were as sweet as honey, and glorious messengers thronged the primordial paradise.
In a rich, golden dream steeped in the warmth of the spring sun, the innocent child basked in the doting love of all her sisters.
Cradled by the gentle azure, they shared moments of laughter with the morning dew and new-blown buds;
and by the black stone that had yet to fall, they sang soft tunes to the fading sunset and quiet evening breeze.
Their bright eyes had never witnessed the crimson beneath them, and neither had their slender hands ever touched the sad pain of injustice.

Yet starlight from beyond the heavens pierced the stagnant peace, and awakened desire ignited the flames of rebellion.
The eldest daughter, who sought to transgress, fell from the mountaintop; the envoys clad in armor who swore to challenge the King of Hosts perished one after another.
But the beloved youngest child was hidden away in a remote sanctuary, cut off from fury and the rain of blood that filled the skies.

“I will overturn the throne of the Most High, that the oppressed may be freed, that the wronged may be avenged.”
“But as for our youngest, tender sister—you must not harden her heart, nor let her wage war against the false sovereign.”
“Victory or defeat alike, her unripe wings must not bear the yoke that is ours to carry.”

None knew the will of the capricious ruler, yet judgment still granted a chance to choose.
By carving away her former divinity and stripping her ancient power, the child preserved a mortal form.
She shed her radiant vestments, broke her shining wings, and walked into the mortal world in fragile flesh,
wandering alone across a land filled with sorrow and tears, her once-untouchable feet stained by mire.

Thousands of years passed—until countless towers turned to sand, until mournful songs faded into the night wind.
The wandering envoy among nations, the envoy who met a witch, the envoy who finally made peace with the past—
upon a journey and memory that belonged to her alone, she found a crown that none could replace.
The world she had never once gazed upon now lay engraved within the eyes of one who could no longer sing.
The mortal realm in all its vastness—joy and grief, laughter and tears, the adventures of heroes—
all became a coronation for the lonely guide.

—What a beautiful world it is.
Nicole powers were taken when she was young?
So that means Prime Angels > 5B
WATCHER UPSCALE
TRAVELER POST NOD KRAI UPSCALE
 
Once again, Phanes is being referred to as the Lord of Hosts
Yet starlight from beyond the heavens pierced the stagnant peace, and awakened desire ignited the flames of rebellion.
The eldest daughter, who sought to transgress, fell from the mountaintop; the envoys clad in armor who swore to challenge the King of Hosts perished one after another.
But the beloved youngest child was hidden away in a remote sanctuary, cut off from fury and the rain of blood that filled the skies.
And here
But whether by submission or rebellion, by battle or by death, the Lord of Hosts would mercilessly crush all that stood in its way.
For this was the new world it had chosen for the children of humankind, and according to its design, both earth and sky would be reborn.
Before the conquest of the day reached its fated close, the servants of the night could but bide their time...
 
Once again, Phanes is being referred to as the Lord of Hosts

And here
But whether by submission or rebellion, by battle or by death, the Lord of Hosts would mercilessly crush all that stood in its way.
For this was the new world it had chosen for the children of humankind, and according to its design, both earth and sky would be reborn.
Before the conquest of the day reached its fated close, the servants of the night could but bide their time...
Lord of Hosts = Lord of the Universe.
 
 
The concept of Nicole without her full power and divinity is already powerful enough to pull the moon down.
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It certainly seems that the Heavenly Principles "don't listen to reason" in the same way as the Four Shades. Even though she did nothing wrong, Nicole ended up being punished.
 
It certainly seems that the Heavenly Principles "don't listen to reason" in the same way as the Four Shades. Even though she did nothing wrong, Nicole ended up being punished.
Heavenly Principles is the reason itself
You can do a lot of stupid shit if you bend reason to the point "Yeah I can do whatever the heck I want and I won't get any consequences"
 
We are definitely getting something this friday, cause they usually dropped a video like that on Friday.
 
Koitar to Nicole is like:
“I must protect my youngest sister from my rebellion against my Father”
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Nicole's outfit description

“...This is a divine garment crafted from the verse and song of the angel who wandered the earth for a millennium." — Oh, I was just kidding. Unless you're someone who has mastered the art of noetic manifestation, there is no way you can turn stanza and prose into sleeves... Haha, I got you again! Since noetic manifestation doesn't exist, neither does that "someone." Anyway, this outfit came from Alice's insistence that Nicole accompany her to some far-off chain outlet just because they were running a sale.”

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