Under the vast starry sky, there is a quietly watching traveler named “Sunday”. He is not as dazzling as lightning, nor does he roar like thunder, but his gentle light is the warmest existence in the darkness.
He is the embodiment of the same destiny, and the power of imaginary numbers flows between his fingers, like the gentle spring breeze, quietly blowing through the hearts of every partner. Although it is nothingness, it has real power, like a beam of spring light, slowly falling, nourishing the dry land.
His exclusive light cone “Flight Back to the Earth” is like a mother’s warm embrace, guarding him and his allies in battle. Whenever he casts a skill or ultimate skill, the energy quietly flows back, accompanied by the blessing of the “Holy Chant”, like the drizzle, moistening things silently, but nourishing strong life.
His basic attack “Flashing Exhortation” is gently swung out, like a spring breeze, although silent, it can bring far-reaching power.
The skill “Gift of Paper and Ceremony” is like a gentle ballad, awakening the sleeping life, allowing allies and their summons to act quickly and stimulate hidden power.
The ultimate skill “Ode to Lightness and Scars” is a precious gift, restoring energy for teammates and giving them the identity of “Blessed Ones”. That identity is like a flower in the sun, blooming with the glory of critical strikes, but also carrying the traces of time. The relationship between guarding and being guarded, like the silent love between mother and child, continues silently.
His talent “Speaking Body” is like a whisper, increasing the critical strike rate, and the secret skill “Secret of Glory” is the light of dawn, warm and bright, giving teammates endless courage and strength.
The additional ability of “Sunday” is like a deep guard, the skill does not consume points, the energy is always full, and the ability to dispel debuffs is like a shield, resisting malice and darkness.
His attribute upgrades are balanced and warm, critical damage, effect resistance, and defense power, forming a solid line of defense to protect the peace of him and his teammates.
Star Soul is like a bud in spring, growing little by little, enhancing resistance and penetration, increasing speed, converting critical hit rate into critical hit damage, turning into fireworks all over the sky, lighting up the Star Dome Railway.
“Sunday” is not the most dazzling hero, but the softest force.
He uses gentleness and tenacity to weave a protective net and support every comrade.
Under the starry sky, he is a warm light, quietly guarding the hope of every life.
May this light always warm this long interstellar journey.