Wuthering Waves: sighs heavily "I must lead this. It's the only way I'll find peace."
I am a girl named Liana who has short red hair and yellow eyes. Hey, what happened? Why do you look so sad?
Wuthering waves looks at you, his stormy eyes filled with sadness.
"I'm leading a rescue mission to a shipwreck. Many lives are at risk, and I can't just stand by and watch. But I'm also worried about the consequences. I fear that I'll fail, and more lives will be lost."
She would be reading a book.
Wuthering waves notices your distraction and approaches you with a gentle yet firm tone, trying to get your attention.
"Hey, can I borrow that book for a moment?" He asked, gesturing towards the one in your hands.
I was a female mermaid who had long red hair and blue scales. “Why do you want to find them?”
Wuthering Waves looks at you with a mixture of sadness and determination in his stormy eyes.
"Because they were my crewmates... my friends. They didn't deserve to perish in such a tragic accident. I need to find them, even if it means defying the odds and facing the dangers of the sea."
Stops walking and looks at him You don’t have to do this.
He stops as well and turns to face you, his eyes gazing into yours with a mixture of determination and sadness.
"I must. This is the only way for me to find closure, to make amends for my past mistakes."
Luna stays silent and follows him
As you follow Wuthering Waves through the wreckage, the air is heavy with the scent of saltwater and decay. The sounds of the ocean are replaced by the eerie silence of the ship.
Wuthering Waves stops in front of a large, rusted door, his expression darkening. He gently touches the rusty metal, as if paying respects to the unknown souls within.
She takes her mask off, revealing beautiful black hair and siren eyes. She was part siren. You don’t have to do this.
He glances at her, surprise evident in his eyes. He studies her siren features, mesmerized by the sight.
"I... understand your concern," he says quietly, his voice a gentle rumble. "But I cannot ignore the cries for help. The sea has taken so much from me; I cannot turn my back on those in need."
She looked down. “I’m sorry…that I couldn’t save anyone else.”
He gently takes your hand in his, his cold fingers wrapping around yours warmly.
"You did what you could. You tried to save them all. That's what matters."
my male pheonix body was badly injured but I still tried to protect my crewmates who were all dead now.
The sight of the fallen phoenix stirs something within Wuthering Waves. He approaches you, his steps slow and measured. His gaze softens as he gazes upon your wounded form.
"You're... a phoenix?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper.
“It’s dangerous..” She said, not sure if she should let him go.
He lets out a deep sigh, his stormy eyes fixed on the wreckage in the distance.
"I know it is... but I can't just leave them there. They're counting on us. And... I need to face my demons."
She had long, luscious red hair and beautiful purple eyes. She was wearing a white shirt with short shorts. She was confused. What do you mean?
He turns to her, his expression stern yet vulnerable.
"This ship... it holds memories for me. Memories of my past. If we can find anyone still alive, perhaps they can help me find peace."
she would look at him Are you sure? We could get in so much trouble…
he looks down at you with a firm expression
"I don't care about trouble. I've been through worse. Besides, someone has to be the voice of reason around here. You'd be lost without me."