When everything is simplified to “intensity”, “value”, and “extraction probability”, I want to leave some descriptions of Keleta outside the system.
She is not a character created for output. Her appearance, like some kind of polar night light, reflects into the softest and coldest place in people’s hearts. She belongs to “Mingchao” 2.0, but her real sense of existence is separated from numbers, attributes, and illustrations. In my eyes, she is a loner, a free soul wandering on the edge. Holding two guns, walking on the ice field, with dull eyebrows, but hiding a whisper about destruction and rebirth.
Her basic setting is condensation attribute, and the weapon she uses is a pistol. Her attack method is not ostentatious, but calm and accurate. Like a silent greeting, it hits the enemy, but hits the silence that the viewer does not want to touch the most in his heart.
“Silent Execution” is her ordinary attack. The name itself carries a kind of indifference that refuses to communicate. The two-stage combo does not seem sharp, but rather a reserved attitude towards the world. But once the “necessary means” are triggered, the rhythm of the three-stage combo is like a dream shattered. Each attack consumes [Plastic Crystal]. Those crystals, like the emotions we accumulate time and time again, are quietly exhausted in silence.
Her heavy attack, if the “Spiritual Essence” is full, will be replaced by “Restrictive Strategy”. I repeatedly tried to understand the symbolic meaning behind this name. Has she turned survival into a rational strategy? “Restrictive” may mean that she no longer pays excessive emotions for anything, but still maintains aggressiveness. She is always weighing and maintaining boundaries.
Her aerial attack is called “Courtesy Greeting”. The attack after a short leap seems gentle, but in fact it carries a cold feeling of refusing to approach. She is not gentle, nor harsh. She just maintains her dignity in extreme restraint.
Her skill set is like a complex mental maze.
[Spiritual Essence] and [Plastic Crystal] are two energies that constitute her emotional system. Acquire, consume, and regenerate. This is very similar to the circular digestion mechanism of human emotions. All anger, patience, joy, and sadness have their fixed mechanisms. She will not let herself overflow, and she never refuses real reactions.
Her “violent aesthetics” skill is actually an extremely private display behavior. To the outside, she is snow-white and calm; to the inside, she is surging and uneasy. The blow with the “color change” state is her telling the world: she is not numb, she is a person with a hidden blade in aesthetics.
Her resonance liberation-“New Wave Era” reminds me of the sound of breaking waves at the seaside at midnight. She dances in the gun dance, and every “death sign” is the fragmentation and reconstruction of self-cognition. Every time she reaches four points of “Mirror Foil”, she casts “Death to the End”, which is not only an attack, but more like a ritual of rebirth.
Under the skill is her soul projection.
The resonance chain is like a poem:
The first one is her belief in beauty.
The second is her courage to not fear the end.
The third is her rhythm to keep moving forward.
The fourth is the gentle compensation she gives to her teammates.
The fifth is her recognition of the past, present and “then and then”.
The sixth is her resolute declaration: “I am still the same”.
These words are like unsent letters. She doesn’t say them, but she has delivered them in her attacks and actions.
And her special weapon is called “Death and Dance”. The death of a dancer is not real death, but a kind of completion. She doesn’t need a stage, but makes every attack the final curtain of a rehearsal. The 72% critical damage of the weapon is like the rhythm of the heart beating the eardrum in the middle of the night, quiet, but real enough to be ignored.
This character taught me not to judge everything by strength or weakness, and not to try to analyze all skill mechanisms with logic. She is an emotional image, a personality model whose structure remains elegant in imbalance and repression.
She is warmth in calmness, a little light in a place where the aurora can’t shine.
All her skills are no longer just for fighting, but a way to maintain “herself”.
So, if you have ever doubted yourself at night and fought against disorder in silence, please remember that Coletta exists in the virtual world in your palm, and also in the glimmer of light in your heart that you are unwilling to give up.
She has never tried to please anyone, she just burns alone in her own orbit.