The information here comes from a post made by the official account on Hoyolab on 13 October 2025.

Nameless Dan Heng, Chrysos Heir who guards the Earth's Coreflame, steadies the world as it falls, and guides all life across the land to a new home beyond.
“That, to me, is the Permanence: to trailblaze into the future, endlessly and eternally.”
“I'd like to reintroduce myself before I answer them — I am the Guard of the Astral Express, your companion, Dan Heng the Nameless.”

▉ Vol. 12 Character “Soaring Dragon without Restraint” Dan Heng ▫ Permansor Terrae

Producer: Galactic Baseballer
Photography: Sugarcrystal Camera (Chimera)
Styling: March 7th

Nameless Dan Heng, Chrysos Heir who guards the Earth's Coreflame, steadies the world as it falls, and guides all life across the land to a new home beyond. Guided by his conviction to protect, he follows the light of the Coreflame on his quest, shedding old scales and soaring toward the future despite all obstacles.

“As you can see, that transformation was brought about by the power of the Permanence. Though you may have many questions, I'd like to reintroduce myself before I answer them — I am the Guard of the Astral Express, your companion, Dan Heng the Nameless.”

Q1: No matter what, I just want to say: thank you, Dan Heng.
From the moment we set foot on Amphoreus until today, we've ventured further down the path of Trailblaze than ever before. Every Trailblaze with you has taught me so much, and your optimism and self-confidence have given me courage and strength. I believe that we, the Express Crew, will always trailblaze together, in the past, present, and future. So, there's no need for thanks. Our road is still long ahead of us.

Q2: Can you tell me about your encounter with Terravox?
At first, under the fierce assault of the memoria tide, I didn't see Terravox. Instead, a fragment of memory slipped free, allowing me to walk alongside “him” for a brief moment. As I looked through those bygone days, I suddenly realized: the choice has always been in my own hands. Since the past cannot be reclaimed, why not treat it as a guide to make the future brighter? So when I faced Terravox and learned of his past corroded by suffering and his present wishes, my only choice was to move forward, shouldering the responsibility of protection, carrying them towards broader horizons. That, to me, is the Permanence: to trailblaze into the future, endlessly and eternally.

Q3: You seem more cheerful since inheriting the power of the Permanence! Besides that, what other changes have you noticed in yourself?
The biggest change has been my physical form. After resonating with the power of Georios, I seem to have awakened some traits similar to the Mountain Dweller. I'm still getting used to it, like accidentally bumping my dragon horns on doorframes… But these aren't really troubles. There's actually something quite fascinating: under the influence of this power, I can understand the languages of many living beings, from mighty dromas to the tiny nymphs crawling on leaves. Lately, I've been working on compiling all these animal languages into the data bank. Would you be interested in helping out?

Q4: Of course! But can you still do that world-cleansing dragon thing? The Express is almost due for its big cleaning day…
Guess it's been too long since the conductor last straightened you out, huh? Ah, never mind. Water manipulation and shape-shifting are talents I was born with. I've just gained another force to wield, but my true self hasn't changed. I'm still me.

We went tot he market place today to get some daily necessities. Still unfamiliar with Amphoreus, we needed to stay cautious and keep a low profile. I tried to respond to merchants with simple words, keeping an eye on every figure that came close. And yet, the moment I turned around, someone was already eyeing the redsoil again…

Trailblazer: It was not my fault that Dan Heng refused to try even a bite! What if he actually liked it?

The restaurant's specialty of the day was “Rock-Seared Meat.” Its charred, indistinguishable surface looked… suspicious. While I hesitated, Mydei, whom I'd met earlier, strode up, blade in hand. I recalled the warning from the Mountain Dweller yesterday: “Beware of the Kremnoans.” With a swift strike of his blade's back, Mydei cracked open the charred crust. Instantly, steam billowed out, revealing tender lamb, potatoes, and spices stewed to perfection. The people around me cheered in delight, clearly having forgotten my caution.

So be it. To sit here together, eating in peace like this is good enough.

Note: I searched through the records, and thankfully there's no mention of “Thalassopolis.”

One should go to the Grove of Epiphany to record the logs, while the other stays at Okhema to organize them. That was the plan. But since returning from the Grove, spirits have been low. So I'll take up the pen instead.

The catastrophe at the Grove was our first close encounter with the “black tide.” Okhema was so well-managed by the demigods that we'd almost forgotten what it meant to live in a world's end times.

I heard the Grove houses tens of thousands of books. Perhaps I should pay a visit to better understand this world.

Note: The memory card of March's camera is full. Subsequent images were taken by phone, resolution will differ.

March 7th: Sorry… maybe it's because I take up more memory?

We have a chimera named Bubbles, and it's adorable.

A lot has happened, but this is no time for grief. There must be a way to save you.

Note: Too busy lately to keep a Trailblaze log. To be filled in later.

Trailblazer: Report, conductor! He still hasn't filled it in!
March 7th: Report, conductor! He still hasn't filled it in!

Okhema has entered an age of upheaval. We witnessed the passing of a great leader.

Plants exhale, tides ebb and flow. I've watched Amphoreus in its endless cycles of life, and once feared binding myself too closely to it.

But when Okhema sank into Evernight, I saw plants bow low and mountains weep. Having come this far, I can no longer merely stand and watch.

To tame the waters of Amphoreus is no easy feat. Under the corrosion of the black tide, getting even slightly close sends your consciousness reeling, as if crushed by a tidal wave.

But this is enough. I only need to wash away the illusions, then I can command the flood, shaping water into form. Even if I must walk this path alone, I will carry out the Trailblaze.

Trailblazer: We're not letting you go alone!
March 7th: Yeah! Count me in too!