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Genshin Impact Discussion Thread

If they wants to downgrade the Low 2-C, they must prove themselves that Istaroth is not Time itself and also not governed the entire timeline, Which is impossible because the game have already confirmed so many times that she is.
Btw doesn’t it say that Istaroth is the mother of 14 billion years? Their interpretation only works if they assert that Teyvat is as old as the universe itself
 
Btw doesn’t it say that Istaroth is the mother of 14 billion years? Their interpretation only works if they assert that Teyvat is as old as the universe itself
Hmm.. I dont think Teyvat is as old as the universe, at least for now.
 
Because it proves that Istaroth’s influence precedes Teyvat…? If she is the mother of 14 billion years, then she’s the mother of the 14 billion year old universe that genshin takes place in; if she was only limited to Teyvat, they wouldn’t say she governed all 14 billion years
 
Because it proves that Istaroth’s influence precedes Teyvat…? If she is the mother of 14 billion years, then she’s the mother of the 14 billion year old universe that genshin takes place in; if she was only limited to Teyvat, they wouldn’t say she governed all 14 billion years
Ahh yea.. Well, i didn't say anything abt that yet. But will if someone keep saying Istaroth are only limited to Teyvat.
 
why is dottore got the power of the 3 moons, like literally, bros has 3 marrows on him.
 
Finally.. There will be an update for Dottore's profile after a long time with the same thing lol.
 
why is dottore got the power of the 3 moons, like literally, bros has 3 marrows on him.
im actually so confused how he got all 3 tho bc i thought arle had the crimson moon marrow w her after traveler n columbina went into that weird place
 
Not even a mods wants to see
Nah you guys stretched it very long, if it were in my hand i would've asked that thread only to be staff only thread. Every time there's a genshin crt it somehow gets so much post, and most of them are not even related to the topic.
 
Nah you guys stretched it very long, if it were in my hand i would've asked that thread only to be staff only thread. Every time there's a genshin crt it somehow gets so much post, and most of them are not even related to the topic.
Well, i'm not the one who bringing other topic. I'm just responding as someone who opposing that thread.

If they respoded to my message then i'll do the same thing, thats just how to argue.
 
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Let's read the Spring of Hidden Jade again.

Vol.1
It was when dawn's first dew drizzled upon the lotus leaves, and frogs sang once more, that the young man began to wake.
The morning sun cast shards of light through the bamboo wood, ever so slightly evaporating the previous night's dew still sticking on his linen clothes, while pearly glistening were the white mane-strands that yet lingered on his shoulder.
As the sun shone upon his face, the young man stood up in his lethargy, half-opening his eyes. Only then did he discover that which had disturbed his slumber — a pair of eyes, sparkling like amber gold.
"It's getting late, lazybones."
The slender, golden-eyed woman leaned over slightly, her long platinum hair flowing over her shoulder. Her words bore annoyance, but her eyes hid a smile.
The young man had come to this valley of hidden jade to cultivate his arts, only to unexpectedly encounter an adeptus on night as she, too, passed through these same woods.
She wore a long white cotton robe, and a pearly raincoat and hat were about her. Her eyes were dazzling and gentle, yet indifferent, and her voice was elegant and tranquil, like jade that falls into a clear spring.
She spoke of tales ancient and absorbing, so much so that he forgot the moon's rise and fall, the cycle of and orbit of the stars... Even the first croaks of frogs and cries of the cicadas at dawn slipped away from him.
After that, she took him on a tour of secluded abodes where adepti dwelled, and there had him watch an unfinished game of chess; to the bottom of a clear river, exploring the court of deceased deities; up steep cliffs that overlooked the desolated cities left behind by the mountain tribes...
And still after, when silver butterflies glittered in the moonlight, they would explore the dreams of the fish that played beneath the springs, and they danced together like the ancestral mages who revered the serpent, accompanying the demons and gods of the mountain in falling into deep slumber only when the cicadas had fallen silent.
Recalling all this, the young man gazed at her back and sighed.
"What's wrong? You were fine just now, why are you zoning out of a sudden?"
Sensing his companion's curiosity, the young man, who had thus far simply gazed at her in silence spoke of the misgiving he held in his heart.
"Mortal are but transient guests between heaven and earth, and thus are inclined to momentary joy and sadness, binding ourselves to individual points in the past and forever seeking their echoes..."
"But what would an adeptus think of such a lovely night?"
"You do think highly of yourself. Alas, I may forget you in but a moment... We adepti really are heartless like that."
Then, she gave him a sly smile, and her eyes squinted to slits.
"But since you'd like to know, I'll tell you."

Vol.2
The adepti have a long lifespan, and thus they naturally perceive time differently from short-lived mortals.
A mortal's eyes are fixed upon a narrow, limited future, but in her eyes, time unfurls like a vast painted screen.
A mortal views time as an eternal river of blood. No matter how the crimson torrent rushes along its fixed paths, no matter how it branches and diverges, it surges inexorably toward a horizon so red it appears black— toward distant, silent death.
But in her eyes, time is a barren wasteland with neither beginning nor end, blanketed in spider-silk threads that stretch to unknowable distances. Here, all things walk or run — even the mighty mountains, so fixed in mortal sight, may dissipate like rolling clouds in hers. Even mercury, which mortals hold to be enduring, through her amber-gold eyes can be seen to wear, tear, and collapse — to say nothing of such fleeting troubles or love.
In the endless journey of life, mortals often miss their homeland, and thus wander amidst time's boundless flow, entertaining fantasies that a lost image could be recreated in the future. Though they are driven and pushed by the torrent of the passing years, and when forced to make devastating decision, they will often look back at the past, perplexed, as though light long-faded might yet return.
But not so her. She sprinted forever alongside all movements, her flying hair ever white-gold as she shattered every wave and dispersed all sediment, caring only to run from this moment into the future.
The mountain people once viewed her as time's daughter, like a white horse leaping from a pure spring, one whom no shackles could bind. Just as it was with her proud mother, so it was with her — no wall or eggshell could bar her path.
The shepherds of the plains once pursued her steps, freeing themselves from the fetters of the wilderness, embarking on a migratory search for the waterweeds, and thus did the golden-white foal blaze the trail for all herds in the land.
The kingdom of the ocean depths once saw her as an emissary, and based on their imagination, they granted her scales and tail plumage, falling down in worship of the light brought by one who was both mother and daughter.
In the days when mortals received the blessings of the heavens, great heroes and wandering champions would visit the clear springs for her blessing, fighting over the tenderness she left in her hurried wake.
But when the moon palace collapsed, the chariot fell, and the three sisters were slain, these legends became lost alongside disaster's descent and the downfall of bygone peoples. The heavens rained down cruel order, and from that day, the stars stilled their orbits, and the earth ceased to turn. As for her, she had no choice but to be trapped within the shell of the starry sky, forced to tarry within this stagnant, foreign land, awaiting her mother's thousand threads, awaiting the erosion of hardy stone, awaiting the next encounter from beyond...

"Now then, I've answered your question. And as for the story that follows, I told you much of it last night."
He knew not when, but she had already wrapped herself in a white shirt. She turned her back to the scattered sunlight, and her amber-gold eyes glittered in the darkness.
"I know it seems rude to mention this now... But I know you only as a transcendent adeptus, but not where you come from, or even your name. Might I have it?"
Once again, just as she had once faced another child she knew not amidst the bamboo forest, she only laughed, saying nothing more.
Sighing, the young man nodded to her, bidding her farewell.
Many years later, the young man, now old and grey, recalled this moment by chance. By then, he had honed his swordplay to flow like water, founded his own sect, and became a teacher — and still, he never could comprehend the final story she told him. And as for her, she sprints still along the threads of fate, concealing her trail beneath the forests and springs, far from the gaze of the gods, guarding the ancient stories that slip away from even her.
 
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Attempts to break through the false sky with non-physical power have a greater chance of success than using physical power.
Barbeloth: "Khaenri'ah was home to several lakes of stars, rendering the fabric of space in that area comparatively unstable. As a result, attempts to break through the firmament through non-physical means were more likely to succeed."
By this means, False Sky is a non-physical thing.
 
And i still pray all of ur genshin crts will forever flop for making me think that one horse girl from umamusume was the adeptus before
 
And i still pray all of ur genshin crts will forever flop for making me think that one horse girl from umamusume was the adeptus before
Warn u, bad prayers will come back to you.
Thats what my momma said
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New Character: Illuga
Concept Art. A young Ratnik (Lightkeeper), the son of Nikita, the current Starshyna
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Okay.. The lore in the next archon quest is fkin insane. I'll immediately play the Archon Quest tomorrow
 
Attempts to break through the false sky with non-physical power have a greater chance of success than using physical power.

By this means, False Sky is a non-physical thing.
If you really pay attention what kukulkan said about fake sky, fake sky is conceptual by nature, cause it was the result of ley lines being converted as barrier that protected the planet. You can destroy it physically just like surtalogi once tore it to skirk, but it was intangible and invisible at first place, so it requires some kind of npi.
 
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