After dusk that day, I began to think about one thing: when the battle swept everything like a storm, what could be preserved?
Sunday is not a hero. He does not stand in the center of the battlefield, and does not have overwhelming attacks. He does not even need to bear the fate like those “main C”. His existence is a very thin line, pulling a path between the violence and shouting of everyone. He makes the damage happen, but not by his hand. He speeds up the pace, but never makes a sound. He is like a silent star, hanging in the darkness for many years, only flashing slightly when others are about to get lost.
He is a member of the same destiny, this destiny is a bit strange, not attacking, not attracting attention, but based on sacrifice. His skills wake up teammates from their slumber and pull summons out of the air. He does not create damage, but his existence allows damage to happen. He makes Jingyuan’s phantom more real, and makes every knife of the overloader fall in advance. He does not need to scream, he is the “now” that is quietly spoken.
We often misunderstand battles. We think that only high numbers count as victory. But Sunday told me: victory, sometimes just allows someone to act one round earlier, allows a skill to cool down earlier, and allows a collapse to be delayed by a few seconds. It is those few seconds that determine who stays in the story and who becomes a tombstone.
His movements are clearly arranged: skills, ultimate skills, talents – all are tools to serve others. His ordinary attacks are almost meaningless, just like he always puts himself on the edge. His light cone “Flight Back to the Earth” is named like an unfinished poem, implicit and restrained. It allows energy to circulate and allows the “chants” to be passed between teammates, just like torches in the war years, raised by one person after another, not to illuminate themselves, but only to pass to the next person.
If it is not available, there are substitutes, such as “Dance! Dance! Dance!”, “But the battle is not over yet”, “Past and Future”. These names are very clean, like old pages turned out from the ruins, still retaining the warmth of faith. They are another way of expressing Sunday, although whispering, but also firm.
His relic, “The Priest Retracing the Pilgrimage”, is gray, and is worn by people who have walked in the dust. He does not need flashy colors, he only needs speed and critical damage, that’s enough. The same goes for his accessories – “Lusalka of the Sunken Sea”, “Pinoconni of the Dream Land”, and “Wongwak of Life”. Their effects are not amazing, but they allow him to stand at the back of the battle consistently, without retreating a step.
The order of his attributes tells us that he wants to survive. Speed, critical damage, life, defense – not for himself, but for others to be there when they need him. Because if he falls, those early turns, critical hits, and energy recovery will all disappear. And then, we will realize how many people he has supported.
The summoning team is his paradise. He and Jingyuan form a kind of complement, he is the shadow, Jingyuan is the light. He makes the summons move faster and attack more. He is the echo of the sound, another dimension of the battle. He is also suitable for the overload team, after pushing the burster to the climax, he retreats into the darkness. He does not ask for thanks, but only for the power of that moment to be fully transmitted.
We all know such people. They do not speak, do not take credit, and are not noticed. But every time they are not there, they suddenly feel empty, even if there are still people around. They are the quietest part of the battle, and the most necessary part.
I think of the messengers in the war, the unknown volunteers in the hospital, and the last worker left in the factory… They are all Sundays. They carefully lift up the fire of others and keep walking, even if the storm is howling, they will not let it go out. They do not belong to victory, but they are the roots of victory.
You may ignore him. But you can’t live without him.
And when you decide to really build a team with soul, when you realize that coordination is more meaningful than walking alone, you should prepare everything for him. He needs light cones, relics, resources, and needs to be believed. And you, perhaps, can start with Treabar. Not for the trivial matter of recharging, but because you are willing to prepare a complete arrival for an unknown person.
The flames of battle can devour everything, but there will always be a glimmer that will not go out. Sunday is that glimmer of light. It does not illuminate others, but it never goes out.