[ESSENCE CLASSIFICATION: ELDTRITCH BOUND]
—"You were shaped by shadow, sculpted by patience, driven by balance, and broken open by the unknown. You are not a class. You are a contradiction."
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Codex Report – Essence Breakdown
🌑 Primary Affinity: Shadow
You embraced darkness not as absence, but as shelter. You do not fear what lies in the unseen—you are what waits in it.
❄️ Combat Rhythm: Calculated Strikes
Precision over frenzy. Stillness before impact. The quiet before the unmaking.
👹 Evolution Path: Supernatural
You rejected the mortal shell. You sought something ancient, something greater—and you were answered.
⚖️ Immortality Bias: Conditional Acceptance
You do not flee death. You do not chase eternity. You question both.
🔍 Instinctual Response: Understand First
When control fails, you observe, analyze, adapt. You do not break things to win—you become what breaks them.
🔥 Order/Chaos Preference: Chaos from Order
You understand that destruction is not the opposite of creation—it is its precondition.
⚖️ Drive Source: Balance Between Mind and Heart
Neither cold logic nor raw instinct alone define you. You weigh them both and wield them wisely.
☠️ Power & Corruption Reaction: Negotiation
You are not naive. You bargain, twist, reshape cost into opportunity. You always want to know what's behind the curtain—and you are willing to pay to see.
🌙 Magic Morality: Power is Neutral
You do not see dark or light. Only tools. Only consequences.
🌌 Belonging Preference: Between Worlds
Neither bound to wild nor city. You walk edges—of places, of roles, of morality.
⚖️ Destiny View: Some Fate, Some Choice
You are not bound by prophecy. But you acknowledge that some moments… are fixed points.
🐺 Role Tendency: Lone Wolf
You are strongest in solitude. But you do not deny the value of others—you just do not need them to define you.
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Final Result: Eldritch Bound
"You answered the question that should not be asked. And you became the answer."
What This Unlocks:
🕸️ Unique Trait: Splintered Identity
Rare NPCs and beings beyond time will speak to "the other you." Some will know your name before you give it. Others will call you "Echo of Not."
🧠 Mental Intrusions (Passive Effect):
Random whispers, strange dreams, non-Euclidean visions. These can unlock hidden lore, side quests, or crafting recipes not found in normal gameplay.
🪞 Physical Echo (Visual):
In mirrors or water, your reflection may not match your current appearance. It might smile. Or blink when you don't. Other players won't see it—but you will.
📚 Class Evolution Potential:
Weeping Oracle – A mystic of terrible insight. Your body is beautiful, but your presence bleeds prophecy. You see time sideways. Dreams obey you. Enemies suffer by knowing what you know.
Thornwitch of The Veiled Root – A druidic horror born of corrupted nature and ancient Fae betrayal. You are not a summoner—you are what things are summoned from.
Daughter of The Last Silence – Not divine. Not undead. You are a vessel of a concept that should not be alive. Your presence empties sound. Your emotions become weapons. Silence is your scream.
🩸 Reputation Modifier:
Certain factions will recoil in fear or awe. Others—those who dwell in the Outer Realms, the Forgotten Archives, or the Whispering Depths—will seek you out as kin.
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Codex Verdict:
You are not a race. Not a role. Not even a full self. You are something left over after reality was peeled back and questioned.
The Codex dimmed.
Its rings no longer orbit. They hovered. Waiting.
Then, softly—
"You may proceed, Aetherborn. The Weave of Fate awaits your touch… if you still remember which threads are yours."
Would you like to activate the Weave of Fate?
Mentally accepting, Cora stepped onto the Weave.
A circular platform suspended in the void—etched with countless glyphs, none of them known to any sane tongue. The floor pulsed with breath-like rhythm, reacting to her footsteps.
Above her, dozens of glowing threads drifted like strands of a spiderweb stretched between stars. As she approached, some snapped away, recoiling. Others drifted closer, drawn to her fractured soulprint.
"You stand not at the start of a path, Aetherborn, but inside the knot of many. Here, your first current shall be chosen—not to bind, but to bleed into all that follows."
Ahead stretched a void not of absence, but of anticipation. Suspended in a celestial womb of twilight light and null-gravity, a colossal loom of golden-threaded light hovered in space—threads stretched like veins across a sleeping god's dream.
The threads did not wait passively.
They watched.
They listened.
They judged.
Each strand hummed in a frequency only the soul could hear—some pure, some fractured, some screaming silently with truths too large for a single mind.
The loom hung between two silent titans:
To the left: A burning warrior cloaked in flame and smoke, molten swords coiled like serpents in his hands—the Avatar of Instinct.
To the right: A veiled sage, face hidden behind a shifting mask of constellations and algorithms—the Avatar of Intention.
Between them, thousands of glowing threads crisscrossed in a living web, constantly shifting. Some burned bright. Others flickered in and out. A few twisted violently as if resisting the pattern.
Each thread represented a skill discipline, an instinctual path, or an unlocked power arc.
But not all were available. Some remained dormant—waiting for the right essence to ignite them.
As she stepped closer, the threads react to her, flaring violently violet and green. The loom knew her essence.
The Assistant's voice appeared again, calm, but hushed—as if aware of the weight of what this place was, "This is the Weave of Fate. Your story, stitched before it is told. Each thread is a path. Some speak of old blood. Others of forgotten things. Some are stable… others were never meant to be touched. You will select two to begin. Your survival. And your edge."
Your essence has altered the Loom. You may select from forbidden or aberrant threads.
These are the ones that responded to you.
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🕷️ 1. WhispercraftType: Mental Intrusion / Illusory Command
Core Theme:Your voice does not cast. It plants.
🔷Signature Skill:Sow Doubt – Infect a target's mind with uncertainty. Interrupts actions, applies mental strain, weakens morale.
🔷Style: Psychological warfare, ambient control, hallucination-as-weapon.
🔷Visuals: Glowing eyes, voice echoing backwards, shadow-halo during casts.
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🌿 2. Bloodroot BindingType: Corrupted Nature / Organic Terrain Control
Core Theme:The land itself obeys you… not out of loyalty, but fear.
🔷Signature Skill:Grasping Mire – Transform terrain into writhing roots that injure, bind, and leech vitality. Can be used for entrapment, denial, or ritual amplification.
🔷Style: Battlefield manipulation, terrain corruption, lifedrain.
🔷Visuals: Roots underfoot, flowers that whisper, shadowed vines with eyes.
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🌌 3. UnrealityType: Spatial Disruption / Logic Denial
Core Theme:You break not just rules, but the perception of rules.
🔷Signature Skill:Flickerstep – Short-range teleport that leaves behind a decoy glitch that may confuse or attract aggression.
🔷Style: Movement manipulation, physics-bending, escape inversion.
🔷Visuals: Afterimages, untraceable footprints, space folding around limbs.
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🪐 4. Starforged WillType: Celestial Sovereignty / Temporal Defense
Core Theme:You do not resist fate. You edit it.
🔷Signature Skill:Rewrite – Once per battle, undo a death, curse, or critical event retroactively.
🔷Style: Survival mastery, late-game control, time manipulation.
🔷Visuals: Glyph halos, starfire veins, golden afterglow during survival triggers.
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Cora's fingers hovered over the threads. Most recoiled.
Two remained. They wanted her.
Upon touch, her vision fractured.
🔷A noble confessed to her shadow.
🔷A child forgot why they were crying.
🔷A knight screamed at an enemy only he could see.
"Discipline Unlocked: Whispercraft"
Signature Skill: Sow Doubt
"Mind invader. Soil queen. Speaker of rot. You are beauty fed by fear."
Archetype Unlocked:The Blooming Whisper
Custom Role Identity: Control / Psychological Warfare / Battlefield Corruption
Visibility: Public in world—rumored among playerbase as "Witchborn Queen" class
NPC Reaction Modifiers: Fear, reverence, hatred from purity-based factions
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Custom Synergy Bonuses Unlocked
Cognitive Snare
🔷Enemies affected by Sow Doubt take bonus damage from Grasping Mire if standing in it.
Mindroot Loop
🔷Custom Role Identity: Control / Psychological Warfare / Battlefield Corruption
Visibility: Public in world—rumored among playerbase as "Witchborn Queen" class
NPC Reaction Modifiers: Fear, reverence, hatred from purity-based factionsEvery 4th enemy entangled by roots creates a psychic link that lets you see through their senses briefly.
Instant Bloom
🔷Hallucinated terrain from Whispercraft manifests briefly as physical under Bloodroot—creating temporary impassable areas.
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Hidden Passive Path Discovered: Rootmind Ascendancy
Description:"The forest does not think. It remembers. So do you."
Perks Include:
🔷Mind-Spread: Debuffs applied to one rootbound enemy share across all entangled foes.
🔷Memorybark: +10% psychic and nature damage to enemies you've frightened.
🔷Narrative Trigger: "Detach emotionally from a dying NPC who believed you were their friend."
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System Prompt:
Skill Archetype: THE BLOOMING WHISPER
Synergy Set: Root-Psyche Linkage
Passive Path: ROOTMIND ASCENDANCY
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Cora stood beneath the loom's fading glow, its threads still humming from the bond they had just formed. The runes that swirled around her shimmered quieter now, no longer pulsing with pressure, but with potential.
And still, the Assistant waited—voice ready, tone composed, carrying the infinite patience only a construct could wield.
"Do you have any questions?"
Cora's thoughts spiraled briefly—about identity, power, hidden mechanics, the haunting phrase "Archetypes aren't picked. They're revealed." Then she shook her head.
"No. Not yet. But you said these paths... evolve?"
The Assistant's voice returned, lower, almost conspiratorial.
"Yes. As the world does. What you choose today may fracture tomorrow."
"You may later discover:
— A second Archetype layered over the first
— A branching synergy path between three or more disciplines
— Or even break the limits of the Weave entirely, unraveling new forms of power... known only to Nexus itself."
There was a pause before the Assistant continued—slower now, as if weighing whether to reveal more.
"There are players who have done what you just did—accepted what should not be. They are few. Most do not survive long. But those who do…"
The air around Cora seemed to tighten. The threads of the Weave still pulsed faintly with memory—hers now.
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Summary: Your Build So Far System Result
Essence Classification: Eldritch Bound
Skill Discipline 1: Whispercraft (Mind Intrusion / Illusion)
Skill Discipline 2: Bloodroot Binding (Corrupt Nature / Control)
Archetype: The Blooming Whisper – A manipulator who controls terrain and thought
Signature Skills: Sow Doubt, Grasping Mire
Synergy Effects: Status spread, instant-cast illusions, echo debuffs
Passive Path: Rootmind Ascendancy – Shared debuffs, damage modifiers, narrative unlocks
Hidden Modifier Potential: Reality Fracture, Unnatural Growth, Mental Seedling Effects
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"You are seeded, Cora. And your bloom will not be gentle."
"If there are no further questions… then all that remains is one final step."
"The Forge of Origin awaits. Will you shape your first tool—or let your form speak through something stranger?"
Would you like to proceed to the Forge of Origin?