Rarity: *3 Memoria Type: Active Ability: Defense UP [II] & Regenerate HP [II] on Self for 3 turns (cooldown 7 turns) Max Limit Break Ability: Defense UP [III] & Regenerate HP [III] on Self for 3 turns (cooldown 6 turns) Description (JP): 「楽しい夏休み」とはなんなのか、答えはまだわからない それでも、くたくたになるまで走り回って きっと楽しい夏休みだったって、今は言える 日焼けで真っ赤になった肌が、その証 Description (ENG): I still don't know the answer to what a "fun summer vacation" is. Still, I ran around until I was exhausted I can say now that it must have been a fun summer vacation My bright red sunburned skin is proof of that
How is this Ai? Looks like a real art style to me. But if it is Ai we’re doomed
Look at the sleeve and the hand. It's still a bit weird: the sleeve doesn't follow the direction of the lower arm was pointing, the way the ring finger and the little pinky grasped the electric massanger defies normal anatomy (not to mention the little finger looks too deflated even if it's inside a glove).
My bad. There was no reason for that. I’m extremely sensitive to evil things, and I think about that a lot, which ended up in a comment that was incoherent and unnecessary
What a stupid thing I have said in a context that didn’t ask for it
You’re still framing things like that as evil, which I find to be disappointing since you seemed to understand the nature of fiction an hour earlier (comment #2483175). We shouldn’t judge people based on what fiction they like. People can enjoy some of the most depraved stuff out there (and here) without letting it negatively influence their lives or others. Compartmentalization is a thing. As long as it’s created in an ethical manner, there’s no problem.
Rarity: *4 Memoria Type: Passive Ability: Damage Cut [V] & MP Gain UP [III] Max Limit Break Ability: Damage Cut [VI] & MP Gain UP [IV] Description (JP): あれがしたい、これがしたい 両脇から押し寄せるリクエストの波に口を挟む隙はない 板挟みにされた私は、されるがままにゆらゆら揺られ ひそかな困惑の呟きも、さらわれて泡に溶けていく Description (ENG): I wanna do this, I wanna do that There was no room to interrupt the waves of requests coming in from both sides I was caught between a rock and a hard place, being made to sway back and forth Even my secret murmurs of bewilderment were snatched away and dissolved into bubbles
