Wuthering Waves: To the Wanderer

The tide of lamentation never ceases. When the waters recede, they leave behind shattered ruins.

When salvation comes at the cost of endless forgetting, when the means of breaking the deadlock are stained with sins that can never be washed away, the choices made in the mire become the ultimate redemption.

Redemption? Is it another sin, or a debt that must be repaid?

When Jinzhou lies in ruins and the gods are no longer its guardians; when the wind of captivity blows through the tower and the saint still draws her holy sword; when time turns back, the wanderer still cannot change the course of history.

A glimmer is born among the ruins, guiding the wandering souls.

The tides of lamentation ebb and flow, but civilization never yields.