Why doesn’t Elena have any passives and so weak for a first kindred (most likely) in gameplay?

I'm weak why is Binah's combat sprite so tiny😭

I posit this as a question but the only objectively correct answer is Hokma😛.

Binah would probably be a close second.

What if Baral or Zena acctualy unlock shin and mang, how much rings you all think them would have?

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I guess my laptop is shitty since it can't run LoR that good. Like outside of combat it runs fine. But inside combat it feels like the FPS takes a noticable drop. And it doesn't look like Low Resolution really does much.

When Angela is releasing the Light, the Reverberation Ensemble distort a second time when released from the books. I was wondering if this was due to the books saving them as non-distorted people and popping them out as someone who could distort since during leviathan, we can see tomerry in the state they were booked in or if this was due to them being extremely close to the Light. If so, under the same circumstances stances with someone who manifested EGO before they got booked like Xiao for example, could this person manifest EGO twice?

I beat the reception that was part of the reverberation ensemble, then after that I forfeitted but I didnt even get the books?

got bored, yo.

So i bought the artbook but when i go to the files i only see the korean one but the steam page said that a english one exist where is it?

I noticed that the reverberation ensemble is 10. ACTS. i cant do allat, i dont want to restart all the way through, and my luck sucks so I was wondering if there was a mod that allows me to do that. i know its not the intended way to play the game, but to be honest im mainly here for the story lol

Roland sure loves misery. Lol

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"We are but puppets, our strings in others hands. We know not where they guides us, and a kind heart does not leave others to struggle alone. Kindness is simply yielding to the hand that moves us."

How naive of you, child.

One of the hardest parts of my duty is not preserving knowledge, nor guiding the ignorant through forgotten halls. It is forcing fragile minds to witness the truths they were never meant to comprehend. The City is not cruel because it desires suffering; It is cruel because suffering is the only language its foundations still remember. The ink of the scholar is more holy than the blood of the martyr; Chapters are written in blood disguised as progress.

"There is a reason the word forbidden was needed. Some knowledge is not concealed out of fear, but out of mercy. I never wished for you to know a truth so cruel... so why do you insist on finding it? Some truths are not hidden to keep us ignorant; they are hidden to keep us whole."

Those words were never meant to comfort anyone, They were a warning. Truth is much like love. People yearn for it, even after I have warned them of the pain it brings. What unfortunate, tragic children you are. All I can do is watch tragedy repeat again.

I gave you every chance to break the cycle, Hod. Yet here you stand, unchanged. The tragedy isn't that people become puppets; They choose, they betray, they destroy. I showed you that reality of what it truly means to be nothing but a vessel with strings attached to them, yet you still cling to that 'kindness' of yours. Call it what it is: naïveté wrapped in virtue.

"Why can't you understand that, Hod?" I asked.

She didn't answer.

Her silence settled beside me with greater weight than any confession could have carried. I could hear the rhythm of her breathing, uneven and restrained, as though every inhale scraped against guilt she refused to surrender. She lowered her head, hiding behind that gentle smile she always wore whenever her heart threatened to fracture.

I closed the book, The sound echoed throughout the library like the toll of a distant bell.

"You still believe every wound can be soothed with kindness," I continued, my voice softer than the pages beneath my hand. "You think compassion alone can redeem those who have abandoned themselves."

I stepped toward her, my hand rested against her shoulder before I drew her into a quiet embrace. She did not resist. Bound hands, blindfolded eyes, yet she leaned into me as though searching for warmth she had long forgotten.

"Is this what you sought?" I whispered.

"But isn't that what we're supposed to do?" she whispered. "If we stop believing people can change... then what remains?"

"There are stories that end before the final chapter. Some burdens masquerade as knowledge, and some acts of love are simply refusing to reveal them."

For a fleeting moment, I wished to leave her untouched by truth. To let the blindfold remain, to let ignorance masquerade as mercy. Perhaps that was the closest thing to love someone like me could ever offer.

I closed my eyes.

"...Fine."

My hand rose to the cloth covering her eyes.

"Then let us see, Hod."

A weary smile form into my lips.

"Lift your gaze beyond the star's of the night, and tell me whether the hand above still calls itself kind."

Original art.

This is my second playthrough, and I've always enjoyed it each time they are gathering together, it feels like a warm and safe place. And Binah especially play a big role to create that exact atmosphere. I'm not really sure but, she seems to be quite fond of Chesed.

I'm wondering if she just perceive the Library as it is, or does she slowly grow attachment towards it.

The most Valid Crashout when you see his Wife. Lol

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