Xaihi is an Arts Unit-wielding supporter who deals Cryo DMG.
BASIC ATTACK: An attack with up to 5 sequences that deals Cryo DMG. As the controlled operator, Final Strike also deals 15 Stagger. DIVE ATTACK: Basic attack performed in mid-air becomes a dive attack that deals Cryo DMG to nearby enemies. FINISHER: Basic attack performed near a Staggered enemy becomes a finisher that deals massive Cryo DMG and recovers some SP.
Summons an Auxiliary Crystal that orbits the controlled operator for a while. After the controlled operator performs a Final Strike on the enemy, the Auxiliary Crystal will restore the said operator's HP. This effect can trigger 2 times. The attribute of Will increases the amount of HP treatment. When the controlled operator is already at Max HP when triggering the HP restoration, grant the said operator a temporary Arts Amp as well. This effect cannot stack.
COMBO TRIGGER: When the Auxiliary Crystal uses up its HP treatments. Quickly charges up the Auxiliary Crystal and launches it at the enemy to deal Cryo DMG and Cryo Infliction.
Applies temporary Cryo Amp and Nature Amp to the entire team. The attribute of Intellect increases the Amp effect.
Assign to Manufacturing Cabin to grant operator EXP material production efficiency +10%
Reach E1 to unlock
Assign to Manufacturing Cabin to grant operator EXP material production efficiency +20%
Reach E3 to activate
Assign to Reception Room to grant operators a small Clue 5 Rate-UP: Cabal of Tranquility (activates upon assignment; effects of the same type cannot stack)
Reach E2 to unlock
Assign to Reception Room to grant operators Clue 5 Rate-UP: Cabal of Tranquility (activates upon assignment; effects of the same type cannot stack)
Reach E4 to activate
Arts Amp granted by the Auxiliary Crystal is increased by another 5%.
Ultimate Stack Overflow improved: Ultimate Energy cost -10%.
Combo skill Stress Testing improved: When hitting the target, the hit chains 1 time to 1 additional target nearby.
Intellect +15, Treatment Efficiency +10%.
Ultimate Stack Overflow improved: Amp effect is increased to 1.1 times the original.
CODENAME: Xaihi GENDER: Female AUTHENTICATION: Cabal of Tranquility DOB: May 16 RACE: Sarkaz [ORIPATHY INFECTION STATUS] Oripathy positive (infected), based on medical examination reports. [INTEGRATED PHYSICAL EXAMINATION] PHYSIOLOGICAL STRENGTH: Normal COMBAT SKILL: Standard TACTICAL ACUMEN: Standard ORIGINIUM ARTS ASSIMILATION: Excellent
Séraphine Xaihi is a member of the Cabal of Tranquility. Since Endfield Industries and the Cabal of Tranquility are jointly carrying out Originium Information Technology research projects, Abbess Vronta recommended Xaihi to work at Endfield premises. Xaihi is currently building the Dijiang Protorig Network and performing various data engineering tasks such as systems integration. Xaihi seems to be extremely interested in my mechanical construction and sentience module. During our conversation, she repeatedly inquired how my linguistics converter transformed sentience logic signals into digital code interpretable as audio wave outputs by my voice generator. In every occasion, I politely requested her to focus on the ongoing HR interview. Xaihi appeared rather disappointed and expressed her desire to install a duplicate set of my components into her physical body, her reasons being: "This will prevent me from suddenly voicing bursts of esoteric verbiage, and thus avoid incidents of misunderstanding and disturbance." I pointed out that Xaihi's human organ — namely, her cerebrum, is far more capable of generating expressions more complex and effective than machine-generated language. Miss Xaihi, out of personal etiquette, gave me a smile in response. Besides this minor incident, the general profile of Xaihi matches an individual capable of living together with mechanical constructs. This matches her knowledge and background with the Cabal of Tranquility. Her introverted nature, however, differed from other Cabalists whom we have communicated with. The Cabal, after all, is an organization known throughout the world for their openness as well as eagerness to link up with others. — Martin Marvin Malen, Assistant, HR Division, Endfield Industries
Visiting Operator Xaihi during non-working hours is a process so convoluted that people have regarded it as a form of "filter". However, Xaihi herself does not see it that way. The process begins at one's arrival at Dijiang via the TP Point next to the Central Ring. You, the visitor, shall then walk through the lengthy corridors of the living quarters while avoiding the crowd. Make the turn onto the narrow lane, then stop at the unassuming cabin on the right at the very end. The smooth door is almost at the same level with the walls, and seems unwilling to accept entry. You might hesitate and think about rumors of the non-existent "Ghost of Dijiang" as you follow the illustrated instructions and depress the third wall panel next to the door. This is the only action that will reveal the dial hidden beneath. Your wait is not long, because the actions of visitation have been permitted by the lady of the alcove. She may exhibit a touch of shyness when she opens the door for you. "Revelations of the Law have predicted your arrival," she said as she folded her hands before her skirt and bowed slightly, "I shall seek the object of your desire." The door slowly closes before you, denying you visuals of every action and potentiality taking place within that little alcove — the very same location that many operators have esoterically described as "One of the Egresses of the Assimilated Universe". The noise and clamor of Dijiang is only a dozen yards away. You suddenly notice the peculiar tranquility within the narrow corridor. Across immeasurable stretches of time, you, the visitor, is prevented from committing to the flow of verbal exchange. Instead, the collision of stars echo within your ears as teachings and gospels of eons flood your mind. All point toward the nebulous path that yearns to make itself known. The door then opens. The gentle Sarkaz girl named Séraphine Xaihi shows herself again. She gives unto you a specialized operational asset that you have applied via the Endfield Office Administration System: A brand new handheld terminal. You, the visitor, offer your thanks as you take a quick glance at the alcove interiors. You see a seat showered in the eerie blue of a dozen monitors. There is also a narrow bed for one, blankets neatly folded and moored at its end. And this is all that is contained within "One of the Egresses of the Assimilated Universe".
Xaihi is a calm and reliable operator. She treats her profession with the most zealous of faith, and handles her personal beliefs in the most professional manner. Four years ago, Xaihi came to Endfield Industries as a visiting scholar to support Originium technology projects that we jointly pursue with the Cabal of Tranquility. We did not give her any actual responsibilities back then. However, she immediately committed herself to the repairs of Dijiang mere moments after her arrival. I am inclined to believe that Cabalists have an innate sense of duty, given their knowledge of our past and their hopes for our future. — Perlica Her way of thinking is completely different from mine. However, we got along fine. It's nothing complicated. Sometimes she pointed out details that I never saw. Hmm. An example? Let me think. I got one. She said: "People reside in their respective languages." That line alone got me thinking for an entire day. — Arclight Wha? Did she really say that? Now I'm curious! Arclight and Xaihi, our two mega opposite techno-gals, can actually talk to each other! HOW?! Well, I guess Operator Xaihi does talk to everyone. That's what makes her so awesome... And convos with Xaihi don't sound as though she's just blabbering on about her own stuff... I guess people do get some tranquil vibes from her. — Chen Qianyu I often converse with Operator Xaihi during work. We are both interested in Originium devices. No, that doesn't make us colleagues. Her knowledge and expertise in servers and electronic systems far surpass mine. What do you mean it's rare for me to say something positive about other people? Hurhurhur. I regard myself as an easygoing and casual individual. ...Since you started this topic, I'm actually curious why she chose to bunk in the server room. Yes, I'm talking about the place where all the server professionals worked at. Look, if I apply for an office equipment for specialized electrical work processes, instead of telling me to pick up the thing at the Logistics Division, I have to pick up the device from her place. That place is devoid of natural solar radiation and has non-stop air conditioning to keep it cold. I have not entered there. Exposing a Savra to such conditions for extended periods of time will induce severe lethargy. I must say that living in such environments is a strange and unique choice. Perhaps she is trying to maintain a long-lost tradition of asceticism. Hey, don't leave. I'm not done yet. Operator Xaihi also has a good tastes in gaming. She is one of the very few skillful adversaries I can respect aboard Dijiang. What game, you say? Sudoku. There is no other real game but Sudoku. — Antal Her hands are cold. She said redemption is cold. I shall live with this fact. — Ember
EXCERPT FROM A NEWSPAPER CUTTING Firstly, let us offer sincere wishes to Master Shatterus, reborn to us! Secondly, let us offer sincere wishes to the Law that has blessed and protected us! Finally, let us offer sincere wishes to our fellow faithfuls affected by the Domus Collapse! Perhaps some of you are still performing clean up work despite having pulled an all-nighter. But when you retire to your bed and rest, be aware that you must, in a punctual manner, pay your respects to our Lord afar. Our Lord shall forgive you for compensating yourselves after an intense episode of labor. Now back to the Domus Collapse. The cause of the incident has been identified: Redrawing of the Cathedralis Domus of Codes by Sister Séraphine. The redrawing has caused our Domus, itself based on the ancient and splendorous architecture of Laterano, to undergo unexpected resonance with our massive dataflows. Hence, the Great Monastery Network collapsed for 0.836 seconds. Even fellow Cabalists over two hundred kilometers away felt its tremors. Your faithful correspondent arrived at the site to see that Sister Séraphine had buried her head in a server cabinet and temporarily cut off from any contacts with the outside world. Abbess Vronta and three Cabal leaders later convened an emergency meeting to solve the incident. The verdict for the violator shall be officially announced in the next Session of Exceptions. Your faithful correspondent believes that there are two sides to every incident. Every massive scale solution offers a minute trail to the future. For example, this incident once again triggered a rather passionate debate if we should, in this generation, continue to provide labor, resources, and constant vigilance to maintain the Domus of Codes, itself a technological marvel. If you wish to share your opinions, please mail them to Box 302, Via Confessa Sancta, Great Monastery. Finally, the Lord is always within our hearts and minds. Good morning to you all! — Excerpt from Comments on Good Morning Shatterus, an internal periodical published by the Cabal of Tranquility for internal communications DOCUMENT: A letter (in the form of a secret order) delivered to the mailbox of Supervisor Perlica RECOMMENDER: Vronta "The Knower of Veritas", Abbas of the Monasterium, Cabal of Tranquility RECOMMENDER'S ADDRESS: No. 116, Via Ritualis Benevolens, Great Monastery To the Honorable Supervisor of Endfield Industries, Miss Perlica: I hereby recommend Sister Séraphine Xaihi as the liaison of our party in the Originium Information Technology project jointly pursued by Endfield Industries and us, the Cabal of Tranquility. As Xaihi's guardian in the Cabal, I have witnessed how she grew from a tender, young child who loved the libraries to a... Pardon me, but the Law demands us to be forthright and act with consistency. And thus I shall give you the answer: She has grown into a Frost of Wisdom. Truth be told, souls that have not gained the enlightenment of the Law will be easily lost in the vast amounts of knowledge stored within the Cabal. However, Xaihi has managed, in her own accord, to identify a path within the great vault of data. After years of tireless perusal and contemplation within our vault of tomes, we opened the door and saw her remade: Intellect did not lead her astray into arrogance, but instilled a sense of sorrow within her eyes. It was then when I realized that she had seen the future we are headed toward. Of course, this intellect has led to quite an incident on our side, one that is on par with her previous attempt of system optimization. Though I place no blame upon her, she seems to have sunken into such depths of guilt where self-salvation seems impossible. Hence, I humbly request to let Sister Xaihi continue her good works at Endfield Industries. The Cabal is rooted in our past and history, and hence we are not the perfect place for nurturing a future that is too delicate, tender, and far away. Sister Xaihi is better suited for your path. I have absolute faith that she is capable of fulfilling the duties demanded of an Originium Information Technology expert. Please contact me anytime should you need further details. Sincerely, Vronta, Cabal of Tranquility
DOCUMENT: A prayer slip, kept within a book O merciful Lord, I praise thee. Grant language onto me, but lead me not into voicing it with vulgar words. Grant intellect onto me, but lead me not into employing it for blasphemy. Grant benevolence onto me, but lead me not into abusing it with arrogance. Grant vision onto me, but lead me not into corrupting it with base and common images. Grant friendship onto me, but lead me not into terminating it with violence. Grant eternal curiosity onto me, but lead me not into wasting it with ignorance. (NOTE: After verification, prayers of every Cabalist are based on their most truthful desires. The Cabal of Tranquility encourages their members to compose their own prayers. The followers of the Lord have their own belief and will about the Lord. And that is how they define their faith.) DOCUMENT: Excerpt from a diary Four years have passed since I boarded this vessel. The task of repair is progressing slowly, but with efficacy. Although the undertaking has become relatively uneventful, I have gradually found my way to return to my inner calm. This is the place where I can work in a dark and cold cabin. The rhythms of machines offer me incredible comfort. This is where I need not worry whether my actions would bring trouble to the others. Of course, this is also where I can share fragmented conversations with data residues of the Originium Network. In the Network, I experienced never-seen-before ruins of splendorous majesty that Sankta share their empathy. I heard the lamentations from myriad souls of the Sarkaz erased from existence. I witnessed the incessant bleeding of rebellion and subservience. And every time I wanted to take another step, these experiences would suddenly cease. The silence is frightening. I continued my calculations and repairs, hoping I can hear it speak once more. ............ Something I feared even more has happened. I realized that the Originium has been polluted, damaged, and obliterated. It seems intertwined with what I perused in the various tomes of the Cabal. But why is this the case? What does Originium mean with regards to the codes of civilization that we are deciphering? And what is the entity capable of polluting, damaging, and even obliterating the Originium? Perhaps this is why Abbess Mumu sent me here. ............ That was the day when I noticed a strange glow on Supervisor Perlica's visage. But this glow was quickly extinguished by her constant pondering. They are whispering. Something big is about to happen. Will it be relevant to the answers I seek? ............ Black hair, black mask, and black shadow. Operator Chen Qianyu introduced the Endministrator to me. The one who had been hibernating in the medical bay. And for an instant, I seemed to achieve a form of empathy. A cacophony and impulse for joy, laughter, and tears exploded within me. I could not restrain the shaking of my material form. This entity is the answer, but I have not prepared my questions.
I shall pray for you, Endministrator.
I stand here awake, as the Law watches upon me.
I am ready to process your command, Endministrator.
A logical choice.
May I make slight modifications to this? I assure you, they will remain within the bounds of safety.
Veritas is upheld by its own sanctity.
Once we are connected, wisdom shall springeth forth.
And with my prayers, I shall also lift up those who have gone astray.
Behold, the benevolence of the Law manifested... Ah, and with it flows the trust of the Endministrator! Is it not righteous to give thanks unto thee?
The Law watches over and preserves the meek, but not the learned, wise, nor rich. Though elevated by such glory, I remain humble and thankful to thee.
Everything is as clear and distinct as the veins of Originium. This promotion aligns with the projected outcome. Huh? Sh-shake hands? I ... I am not very good at that...
I once restructured the codec dome of the Cathedralis to enhance its working efficiency. Yet, unanticipated resonances occurred as the ancient algorithm processed the data flow. The result was ... complicated. And yet, what once exiled one from their homeland ... has become a source of grace here at Endfield. Perhaps this is what the Law wished to reveal to me!
O Knowledge most ancient, lead us not into temptation but deliver us from the codes of malice... I am Xaihi, Endministrator. May you be enlightened.
Contemplation... Computation... Utterance... Abandonment.
I offer today's dialogue and contemplation to your terminal, in reverence...
Let thy commands be fulfilled. O Endministrator, through service, our path is revealed.
May peace and safety be with you.
Endministrator, you appear once again in my calculated result.
Validating data, analyzing syntax, generating results... Greetings, Endministrator.
I have received your signal, Endministrator. I am in the process of interpreting its meaning. Please wait...
Ah ... I find myself preferring the presence of machines over the company of humans. While human pulses are erratic and immeasurable, machines breathe in a consistent and logical pattern.
My terminal registered more than fifty errors within the past ten milliseconds. But set your mind at ease, for I have set our communication as top priority. Hmm? My evaluations for Dijiang's overall performance...? I would say, despite a myriad of issues, the vessel has continued to endure her tribulations with grace, as though she is ... suffering for someone else.
As the Law permits, so we act: Paradise shall be restored unto this world. Whosoever paveth the path, shall cross the forlorn wildlands and attain bliss. For Veritas layeth hidden in enigmas, that the lost may no longer wander, but walk with the Noble Ones, sharing in an eternal purpose.
In the eyes of my fellow operators, you are a leader from the past, a noble being in the present, and an Originium sapling maturing toward the future. Yet within the depths of the Protorig Network, I beheld a different you... All I can do is pray — that our signifier and the signified may one day become one. May you walk in blessing, Endministrator.
Endministrator, may I interrupt your processing for a moment? I ... I would like to offer a token of appreciation for all the boosts you have brought me. Oh ... you have noticed nothing at all? Phew, I'm so relieved...
This is an indicator! Oh, please forgive my lapse in decorum... Veritas acknowledges your efforts.
The Cabal shares their knowledge and fate with you, Endministrator.
All my suggestions prove practical and useful...? No, I do not follow the path of pragmatism... The Abbess cautioned us that, here on Talos-II, we must make our faith yield more tangible and practical results. The abundance of Laterano is a distant memory here. Only our interconnection binds us now.
After all this time together, I feel I've grown closer to the Endministrator. Now seems an appropriate time to show warmth, trust, and goodwill... Ah, the Endministrator is coming this way. Quickly, Xaihi, execute a gesture of friendliness... Ummm — Endministrator, would you like to join me for morning prayer?
Please pardon me, Endministrator... Before I make inevitable contact with you, potential static buildup must be first discharged from my fingers... Oh? Do you not fear such things? But ... these tiny miscreants would secretly cling to one's hands ... and sting you when you least expect it ... like this.
For years within the Cathedralis, I immersed myself in study, never pondering how the fruits of our good work could enlighten Talos-II. Yet, the Law's revelations brought me to your presence, and a new world has since emerged in my sight. One by one, the ancient, tranquil words suddenly came to pass ... and now I fully understand their teachings, Endministrator.
Endministrator, we Sessionites interpret the Law by viewing language as a symbol. By continuously shattering old symbol combinations to create new ones, we draw ever closer to the domain of eternity. This behavior mirrors that of the Shatterus — the entity enshrined behind the sacred statue of the Cathedralis.
Dijiang keeps reminding me of the Cathedralis. However, we do not remain there always. Congregations only occur to resolve moments of schism. When this happens, my brethren and sisters from every corner of Talos-II will return to the place. Hmm? How is the Cathedralis kept safe? If it were ever to come under assault... Hmm, I believe it can be its own guardian.
Never have we stood so far from Veritas, for it has departed from the place we called home. Never have we stood so near to Veritas, for now we have knocked upon its waiting door.
Racing? On foot? Boxing? With fists? And you wish to see me in the sports festival?! I'm afraid ... I must refuse. The only "physical motion" I approve of ... is the magnitude of periodic changes, made by electrons within an oscillator circuit. I could never bring myself to compete against my brethren and sisters! No ... I am not seeking an excuse. I-I must now return to the mainframe room. Immediately.
Yes, there are many Sarkaz like me within the Cabal. Some were even entrusted with relics once wielded by Gun-Knights. Indeed, I have studied the scriptures of the Cabal. I know that, back on Terra, the Sarkaz were in fierce conflict with many other races. However, when the First Aggeloi War ended, an unprecedented miracle of unity descended upon us: Every soul embraced their brethren and sisters, and every pair of lips sang in the same tongue.
The relationship between the Law and the Aggeloi overrunning Talos-II, is one of the primary subjects the Cabal seeks to interpret.
There is an Aggelos reminiscent of the Triaggelos, nestled behind the sacred statue in the Cathedralis. We secretly call it Shatterus when outside the hours of liturgy. This construct was seized by Abbess Mumu during the First Aggeloi War. The Abbess encourages us to observe Shatterus and reflect, for the Law's teachings might be found in the enemy. Shatterus presents both a near-accurate approximation, and a formed conclusion yet to be interpreted.
The Cabal now consists of three branches: the Sessionites, the Veritarites, and the Resurgonites. I myself belong to the Sessionites. We believe that computation and linguistic analysis form the avenue to bliss. The Resurgonites, scattered across Talos-II, are armed zealots eager to delve into the ruins of the ancient civilization. The Veritarites concern themselves above all with matters of heart and soul. They study sculptures, create handwritten copies, and guide lost souls home.
I have perceived the existence of rarities.
If a gift of Veritas is nearby, then it shall be retrieved.
Blessed or accursed, the realm is ours to explore.
A wayward, fallen one roams nearby. My staff shall grieve for them.
All have been set upon this Land before us — And with the toil of our hands shall they be acquired.
A gift of the Law.
Again I behold abundance — a blessing promised by the Law!
Aurylene ... another language whispered by Talos-II.
This amorphous material is just a variable on our trek.
Kindly guide us to the revealing of eternal tranquility.
I am here to manifest blessings.
Good deeds be praised.
They show lethal intent!
The trek grows ... more arduous...
Veritas... Why...?
Your Arts have opened my eyes!
We are united beyond the need for words!
I am fortunate to be in your company.
I shall offer prayers for all of us.
He who suffers today is not among us.
I wish you the best of fortune.
Veritas has graced this battlefield with its touch!
My prayers have been answered.
I find joy in the language of celebration.
My friends ... success and failure are not binary like 0 and 1. A spectrum of countless nuances lies between them.
The sacredness of computation lies in its perfect neutrality — The algorithms predict both success and failure. Keep faith and carry on.
Injection!
Recursion!
Analyzing.
A frigid output.
Gathering data.
My prayer has ended.
I offer my computing power.
Veritas be with you.
All shall mend.
Hard reboot!
Executing destruction!
Logic yields to none.
Sanitize the corruption!
List subject violations.
