The wind blows across the Black Sea coast, rolling up the cool salty and wet air, like a distant farewell. Chun stood by the sea, her eyes indifferent, hiding a secret that does not belong to this world. Her swift knife is cold and sharp, as if it can cut off all emotional entanglements. Her hair color changes with her emotions, from strong to light, like the ever-changing light and shadow in her heart, but no one can really get close.
She comes from a dark world, where there is no warmth, only a kind of emptiness and loneliness. Annihilation is her symbol and her fate. She does not seek redemption like other characters, and does not even want to be understood. She only finds herself in the coldness of the blade and the meaning of existence. Her movements are smooth but with mechanical repetition, like a silent dance, empty and beautiful.
Deng Deng is another existence, weak, but stubborn. Her long blade is not a symbol of attack, but a defense, a layer of protective color. Her summon is a projection of her inner fragility, an invisible companion. She stood there quietly, like a fairy trapped in a glass bottle, waiting for the moment of breaking. Her world is gentle and alienated, as if it could be blown away by the wind at any time.
The 1.4 card pool is like a section of time, where the past and the future coexist. Chun and Deng Deng, two extreme souls, one bright and one dark, set off each other. Yinlin’s re-engraving is like revisiting an old dream, with a familiar temperature, but out of reach. Jin Xi and Sanhua’s new skins bring a little change, but they can’t cover up the alienation brought by time.
Players wander in this world, full of expectations and anxiety. The accumulation of resources has become a ritual, and the fast recharge of Treabar is a shortcut to hope, but it can never fill the emptiness in the heart. The three-minute wait is short but long, like a silent farewell.
There is no end to Mingchao’s story. The wind of the Black Sea is always blowing, taking away everything and leaving a lonely shadow. Chun and Deng Deng’s figures are like the faint light on the sea, flickering and distant. Version 1.4 is a profound narrative, a journey about loneliness and searching.