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external:amphoreus:hysilens.qa [2025/09/19 19:48] – [Unfinished Melody] anadminexternal:amphoreus:hysilens.qa [2025/10/18 15:14] (current) – external edit 127.0.0.1
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 ====== Hysilens: She Knows the Flavor of the Ocean ====== ====== Hysilens: She Knows the Flavor of the Ocean ======
-The information here comes from a [[https://www.hoyolab.com/article/40474611|post]] made by the official account on Hoyolab made on August 10.+The information here comes from a [[https://www.hoyolab.com/article/40474611|post]] made by the official account on Hoyolab made on 10 August 2025.
  
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 ▉ Vol.09 Character: "Wave-Strumming Knight" Hysilens ▉ Vol.09 Character: "Wave-Strumming Knight" Hysilens
  
-Editor: Cerydra +Editor: Cerydra\\ 
- +Photography: Waterproof Shot (Chimera)\\
-Photography: Waterproof Shot (Chimera) +
 Styling: Aglaea Styling: Aglaea
  
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 Phagousa blessed me twice over, with the gift of swordplay and the soul of music. Back in the kingdom's glory days, festivities never ceased. The heavenly voices of my sisters would blend with the notes from my violin... Until disaster struck. My bow became a weapon, slicing through abominations. Blood-drenched strings broke one after another, leaving only this instrument that plays nothing but requiems. Such a weapon should remain unique in this world. One is already too many. Phagousa blessed me twice over, with the gift of swordplay and the soul of music. Back in the kingdom's glory days, festivities never ceased. The heavenly voices of my sisters would blend with the notes from my violin... Until disaster struck. My bow became a weapon, slicing through abominations. Blood-drenched strings broke one after another, leaving only this instrument that plays nothing but requiems. Such a weapon should remain unique in this world. One is already too many.
  
-<color #4d79ff>**I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up such painful memories.**</color>\\+<color #4d79ff>**Q5: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up such painful memories.**</color>\\
 Don't worry about it. Whether we're "Children of the Titans," humans, or fish... we still have everything, at least until this sweet song of intoxication ends. So lift your cup. Let's empty it to the last drop. Don't worry about it. Whether we're "Children of the Titans," humans, or fish... we still have everything, at least until this sweet song of intoxication ends. So lift your cup. Let's empty it to the last drop.
  
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 When the sea was still crystal clear, sea sirens loved chasing colorful bubbles around pillars of light.\\ When the sea was still crystal clear, sea sirens loved chasing colorful bubbles around pillars of light.\\
-In those days, descending to the ocean floor meant hearing whale songs and deep echoes resonating all around you. +In those days, descending to the ocean floor meant hearing whale songs and deep echoes resonating all around you.[(The sheet music here plays Hysilens' song, Frozen Tides.)] 
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