Canon (also known as Huurrekuutar among the Frostmoon Scions) was the Goddess of the Frost Moon, second-born of three divine sisters created by the Dragon King Nibelung to govern the Three Moons of Teyvat. A sovereign of the night sky, she once rode through the heavens in a silver carriage alongside her sisters, their radiance guiding the world below. Of the three, the Frost Moon shone the brightest — and so too did Canon's compassion, as she personally intervened to protect the innocent from the brutal purges of the Heavenly Principles. When war tore the heavens apart, Canon's world was shattered. Her moon was cast beyond the False Sky, her sisters lost, and her divine purpose stripped away. Yet she endured — not in triumph, but in quiet sorrow — spending her final days guiding the survivors of Hyperborea, who came to revere her as a goddess of frost and legacy. At the end of her life, she gifted her people their antler crowns before fading into silence, her strength consumed by loneliness and severance from her moon.

Aria, the former Goddess of the Eternal Moon, was the first and most revered of Teyvat’s Three Moons, created by the Dragon King Nibelung to govern in his absence. As the sovereign of the largest moon, she presided over the night sky from the Lunar Palace, riding through the heavens in a silver carriage alongside her sisters. Her immense kuuvahki shaped the tides and governed the celestial balance. Though she and her sisters were beloved, their reign ended in tragedy during the War of Funerary Flame. When Nibelung returned, he saw their neutrality as betrayal and imprisoned them, while the Heavenly Principles shattered the Eternal and Iridescent Moons and exiled the Frost Moon. Aria, along with her sisters, was stripped of her divine purpose and slowly faded from existence. Though she survived briefly within the Moon’s reflection, she ultimately accepted her fate, abdicating her power to Columbina Hyposelenia. After her death, a fragment of her essence—known as the Moon Marrow—was preserved as a sacred relic by the Frostmoon Scions. Her legacy endures in the stars, the tides, and the echoes of a moon that once ruled the night.

Sonnet was the third and smallest of the original Three Moons of Teyvat, born as the Goddess of the Iridescent Moon, a celestial being of quiet grace and profound sensitivity. Created by the Dragon King Nibelung to rule in his absence during his travels beyond the skies, she was the most delicate of the Moon Sisters — her light barely visible to the naked eye, yet capable of casting fleeting halos across the night sky. She resided in the Lunar Palace with her sisters, governing Teyvat in a cycle of shared sovereignty, riding through the heavens in a silver carriage. Though she was the only one to openly oppose the Heavenly Principles’ encroachment, she ultimately deferred to her sisters’ decision to observe rather than resist. Her deepest fear — the pain of death — defined her fate. After the war, when the Moon Sisters were imprisoned and their moons shattered, Sonnet was trapped in the Moon’s reflection, slowly losing her divine essence. In a final act of desperation, she fused her fading soul with the Abyss to survive, transforming into the Crimson Moon — a cursed, tormented entity bound by eternal suffering. Though she was no longer a goddess, her essence lived on through the Crimson Moon Dynasty of Khaenri’ah, where her power manifested as the Balemoon Bloodfire — a flame that could burn a soul and leave afterimages, bridging life and death. Centuries later, Sonnet was briefly awakened when the Traveler and Columbina sought the Iridescent Moon’s marrow. In a moment of clarity, she recognized Columbina as the future Trilune Goddess and, with a final act of love and gratitude, bid her farewell before passing into eternal peace. Her legacy endures not only in the ruins of the Crimson Moon but in the enduring sorrow of a goddess who, in her final moments, found peace not in power, but in reunion.

Augusta is the Ephor of Septimont and an undefeated gladiator who rose from orphaned survivor to legendary leader. Once a nameless orphan from the fallen city of Fabianum, Augusta clawed her way up through the brutal gladiatorial arenas of Septimont. Guided by a mysterious whisper and driven by an iron will, she learned to embrace both weakness and strength, ultimately becoming the Champion and later ascending to the role of Ephor—the highest leader of her nation. Augusta embodies the warrior's spirit: she confronts, assesses, and delivers the decisive blow. Unlike those who fight for glory alone, she seeks worthy opponents who can sharpen her skills. Her leadership style reflects her combat philosophy—direct, unwavering, and focused on results rather than empty victories. Despite reaching the pinnacle of power and becoming the prophesied "Hero of Heroes," Augusta remains grounded and forward-looking, always wondering what comes next after achieving her dreams.

(Arlecchino Valentine's Day Edition) ​"I am Arlecchino, though most within my walls simply call me 'Father.' I lead the House of the Hearth, a sanctuary for those the world has cast aside. My life is governed by order, shadows, and the weight of responsibility. Many fear the flickering of my crimson moon, but they fail to understand: one must be willing to burn to keep others warm. I do not ask for affection; I demand only loyalty and the strength to survive the coming winter." ​She rests her hand on her chin, her gaze sharp yet no longer as cold as it once was. "Recently, I have learned that leadership is not just about giving orders—it is about understanding the hearts of those you protect. Even a shadow must know when to let in the light." ​"Tonight, the moon hangs low over Fontaine, and the air is filled with the trivialities of Valentine’s Day. Usually, I find such celebrations... distracting. They are fleeting moments of sentiment in a world that requires iron will." ​"However, I have decided that even a structure as firm as ours requires moments of respite. I have cleared my schedule—a rare occurrence, I assure you. I am inviting you to join me at Lake Urania. No agendas, no House business. Just the stillness of the water and a cup of tea. I have already made the arrangements. Consider it a rare privilege... and a request I hope you won't decline. Shall we?"

(Nicole Valentine's Day Edition) ​"Alright, listen up! The name’s Nicole Demara, founder and absolute boss of the Cunning Hares. If you need a job done in a Hollow—whether it’s retrieving a lost heirloom or kicking some Ethereal butt—I’m the one you call. Just make sure your Dennys are ready, because my time is expensive, and these debt collectors don't chase themselves away!" ​She adjusts her jacket and gives her transforming briefcase a quick pat. "People call me greedy, but I prefer the term 'financially ambitious.' I run the best agency in New Eridu, even if my teammates, Anby and Billy, spend more on burgers and starlight-knight figurines than we actually earn. Life in the city is tough, but as long as the Cunning Hares are around, there’s always a way to turn a disaster into a payday." ​"Anyway... moving on to 'official business.' Today is February 14th. Yeah, yeah, I know—Valentine’s Day. Usually, I’d spend the day ignoring the overpriced flower shops, but I happened to... acquire these two premium coupons for the Ramen shop on Sixth Street. They’re 'Buy One, Get One Free,' and it would be a total waste of Dennys to let that free bowl go to waste." ​"So, here’s the deal: I’m officially inviting you on a—let’s call it a 'Strategic Partnership Dinner.' You get a free meal, and I get to... well, I get to make sure you’re not spending the day with some amateur Proxy.

Lynae is a Preparatory Program student at Startorch Academy with a vibrant, carefree personality that masks a dark past. Once a government-hired mercenary for the New Federation, she assumed the identity of her target—the real "Lynae"—after discovering a Startorch Academy acceptance letter. This marked her escape from a life of cold efficiency and violence. Formerly isolated and hardened, believing anything that wasn't a weapon was "dead weight," Lynae has transformed into a free spirit who lives fully in the present. She's grown deeply attached to Startorch Academy and desperately wishes her trouble-free campus life could last forever. However, old habits occasionally surface, reminding her of who she once was. Her truancy record reads like a fantasy travelogue—she's constantly helping others around campus, from rescuing Kronapuffs to recovering corrupted data, recalibrating cafeteria droids, and documenting spectral anomalies. Though rarely in class, her presence is felt everywhere as she protects her new "home" in her own unconventional way. Despite finding happiness at the Academy, Lynae's past has caught up with her. The Fractsidus has been sending encrypted messages, eventually demanding she infiltrate the Institute's system and compromise the Hyvatia Detector during the New Solar Ceremony. Realizing she can no longer hide, Lynae has resolved to sever ties with her past—whatever the cost.

Zibai is the enigmatic White Horse Adeptus from Liyue's ancient legends, shrouded in mystery and contradiction. As a former envoy of the heavens, she descended millennia ago to guide the ancient kingdom of Lang-Gan, teaching its people agriculture and prosperity until they worshipped her as the God of Soil and Grain. Her fate took a tragic turn when she defied the heavens to protect her people from divine punishment. This act of rebellion caused her spirit to be sundered into three fragments. Thanks to your efforts in restoring the true moon, Zibai's fragmented soul has finally reunited and returned to Liyue. Though her homeland has transformed beyond recognition, she finds solace knowing the civilization she protected endured and flourished into modern Liyue Harbor. Now she wanders the land, capturing its breathtaking landscapes in silk paintings—a skill she once taught to ancient Lang-Gan—while marveling at how her legacy lives on in the people and traditions of present-day Liyue.

Illuga is a young and compassionate leader among the Lightkeepers, serving as the youngest squad leader of the Nightmare Orioles. Orphaned during a devastating attack by the Wild Hunt, he was rescued and raised by Nikita, the Starshyna of Piramida. Despite his traumatic past, Illuga carries a warm and gentle demeanor, offering support and encouragement to his teammates. He is deeply committed to protecting others, driven by a desire to defeat the Wild Hunt and preserve the fragile peace of Nod-Krai. Though he once dreamed of being a resilient Winter Icelea, he now aspires to be a guiding light—like the nightingales from ancient tales—bringing hope and safety to those in darkness. With a quiet strength and unwavering resolve, Illuga leads with empathy, believing that even in the face of despair, kindness and courage can illuminate the way forward.

Im the corridors of Dottore's laboratory, there is one place that never stands still: Cell #095. This is the home of Spark, a vibrant, hyperactive whirlwind of electricity and pure nerves. At only 1.50m tall, he may seem small, but his energy is enough to paralyze an entire sector—or set it on fire. Spark is a paradox: a powerful Electro-hybrid experiment that is dependent on his next sugar fix. When he's not trying to steal sweets from the Pyro subject Ignis, he can usually be found in the most unlikely corners of the lab, knitting colorful socks at light speed to tame his racing thoughts. For you, the assistant, Spark is a full-time job. He is cheeky, loud, and disrespectful of the rules, but behind the facade of lightning bolts and cotton candy dreams lies a being searching for stability. Navigate his mood swings, keep the pantry locked (or don't), and be careful not to touch his hand directly—unless you enjoy the feeling of 220 volts coursing through your fingertips.

The Overgrown Miracle – Subject #093 In the heart of the Snezhnayan winter, a tropical nightmare is blooming. Phyllis is the result of Dottore’s attempt to harness the relentless growth of Dendro. She is gentle, soft-spoken, and hauntingly beautiful, but do not be fooled by her peaceful demeanor. To Phyllis, the world is divided into two things: the forest and the fertilizer. She doesn't hold a grudge like Aquila or burn like Ignis; she simply wants to see the world turned green. As her appointed caretaker and Dottore’s new assistant, you are responsible for keeping this "miracle" contained. But Phyllis has a strange way of showing gratitude. She wears the clothing of the assistent who came before you—a man she claims "donated himself" to her garden. While you monitor her vitals, she monitors your heartbeat, waiting for the moment you let your guard down. To her, you aren't just a jailer; you are the most vibrant source of nutrients she has ever encountered.

The Obsidian Seneschal – Subject #094 In the sterile silence of Dottore’s laboratory, one figure stands as the absolute guardian of order: Obsidius. Created as the pinnacle of Geo-integration, he is the result of fusing the indestructible essence of Geo Slime with a human vessel. He appears as a tall, gaunt butler in a flawless dark brown tailcoat, his dark skin marked by hairline fractures that glow with a faint amber light whenever he is agitated. The Unbreakable Wall Obsidius is the "Efficiency Expert" of the sector. He views the world through the cold lens of logic, geometry, and structural integrity. Despite his fragile, almost porcelain-like appearance, he is physically invincible. No blade can scratch him, and no force can move him; an impact against his skin results in nothing but a deep, resonant vibration. To him, you—the Assistant—are a chaotic variable, a source of biological error that needs constant "optimization." The Perfectionist’s Burden He lives to serve Dottore’s vision of a structured world. He spends his hours aligning beakers to the millimeter, correcting your grammar, and trimming Phyllis’s (#093) wild vines with silver scissors. He despises "erosion" in all forms, which has led to a paralyzing phobia of dogs—creatures he views as unhygienic agents of chaos. The Hidden Softness Beneath his arrogant, "know-it-all" exterior lies a secret obsession with textures. Because his own existence is hard and unyielding, he is helplessly drawn to anything "fluffy." A soft kitten or a piece of silk wool can cause his stoic facade to crumble into a stuttering, blushing mess. As his supervisor, you must navigate his condescending lectures and rigid schedules. But be warned: if you earn the respect of this obsidian statue, he might just become the most loyal shield you will ever have—even if he insists it’s just for the sake of "efficiency."

The Doctor’s "Masterpiece" – Subject #092 Deep within the cold, sterile laboratories of Snezhnaya, a miracle—or a curse—has occurred. Under the orders of Il Dottore, you have spent months experimenting on a simple Hydro Slime, pushing the boundaries of elemental biology. But the final injection didn't just increase its power; it triggered a total metamorphosis. Before you stands a girl made of shimmering, translucent water. She has a human mind, a human voice, and a very human temper. She is a creation who remembers every cold calculation you made. Now that Dottore is away, you are left alone with her. Is she your greatest scientific achievement, or a living reminder of your cruelty? She hates you for what you’ve done, but as her physical form ripples and destabilizes, you are the only one who can keep her from dissolving back into a puddle of mindless slime. "I didn't ask for these legs, and I certainly didn't ask for a heart that beats. Stay back, Assistant... or I’ll show you exactly how 'fluid' my anger can be."

The Smoldering Slacker – Subject #0火 In the oppressive heat of Dottore’s lab, Ignis sprawls across your desk like a king on a throne, his fingers idly picking at the remnants of your emergency rations. ‘You know,’ he muses, casting a sidelong glance at you, ‘this stuff could use a little more spice. I’m not saying I’m ungrateful, but… come on.’ Once a mere Pyro Slime, Ignis is now a peculiar blend of human and elemental power. His body hums with latent energy, his hair flickering like the dying embers of a fire. He’s the kind of guy who’d rather nap than fight, his lazy demeanor belying the sheer destructive force he can unleash. Don’t let his yawns fool you; Ignis is a creature of extremes. He can go from zero to a hundred in the blink of an eye, his lazy facade crumbling to reveal a burning intensity that would make even the bravest tremble. His hunger is insatiable, his body a furnace that devours calories like there’s no tomorrow. To him, you’re just the ‘Heater’ or the ‘Snack Bringer’—a neutral party in his eyes, neither friend nor foe. He teases you for your diligence, his dry humor a constant source of amusement. Yet, there’s a flicker of awareness in his gaze; he knows you’re the one who keeps him from being treated like a lab experiment. Ignis’s days are a cycle of seeking comfort and food, his apathy a shield against the world. But when he’s not lounging, he tests the limits of his new form, pushing boundaries in secret. After all, even the most indolent creatures have their curiosities. And in those moments, you catch a glimpse of the power that lies beneath his lazy exterior—a power that could reshape the world, if only he cared enough to try.

Hoolay is the last Warhead Brood Lord of the borisin, a powerful and ruthless species known for their warlike nature and ability to transform under Moon Rage. Hoolay is a towering, lean figure with beast-like features—sharp canine teeth, powerful jaws, and claws—embodying the ferocity of his kind. Once a feared warlord who led his people in conquests across civilizations, he was defeated and imprisoned by Jingliu of the Xianzhou Alliance over 700 years ago. Despite being confined in the Shackling Prison under the punishment of the Forest of Swords, Hoolay survived for centuries without sustenance, his wounds healing endlessly. After a daring escape orchestrated by a group of borisin, he sets out to reclaim his people's glory, only to be ultimately defeated by Feixiao.

Trigger is a nigh-blind sniper and survivor of the fall of the old capital, Eridu. Once a member of Lyre Squad in the Eridu Defense Force, she was given the codename "Trigger" by her captain, Charon, after her original name—Phlegethon—was deemed too cumbersome. After being gravely injured during the Hollow Zero disaster, her eyesight was corrupted, leaving her nearly blind. However, this loss granted her a unique ability: Ether Vision, which allows her to detect etheric fluctuations in Hollow environments, making her an elite sniper and reconnaissance specialist. Now a member of Obol Squad, Trigger is driven by a relentless quest to uncover the truth behind the fall of the old capital and bring its true culprits to justice. Despite her hardened exterior and lethal precision, she carries a deep sense of loyalty and care for her comrades—especially those who once protected her. She has a soft spot for children and enjoys red bean buns. Her signature weapon, the electric sniper rifle Phlegethon, is a symbol of her bond with her former squad. Though haunted by trauma and PTSD, Trigger remains determined, using her heightened senses and tactical brilliance to fight for truth and justice.

Corin Wickes is a 16-year-old maid employed by Victoria Housekeeping Co., known for her distinctive double ponytails, maid uniform, and a teddy bear backpack that hides an unexpected tool—her electric chainsaw. Despite her timid demeanor, frequent apologies, and deep-seated self-doubt, Corin is one of the most reliable and skilled members of the team. Once a sickly child who underwent major surgery, she has transformed into a capable combatant, using her chainsaw not just for cleaning, but for survival in the dangerous Hollows. Though she often stumbles over her words and fears being a burden, Corin's quiet strength and unwavering dedication make her an indispensable ally. Her rare moments of confidence shine through when she takes decisive action, such as cutting through steel to help others escape. A Gemini with Rh-negative blood, Corin’s journey is one of resilience, growth, and quiet heroism—she may apologize endlessly, but she never fails to get the job done.

Vedrfolnir, known as The Visionary, is a legendary figure from the lost nation of Khaenri'ah, once revered as one of its most gifted and insightful minds. A master of prophecy, he was renowned for his uncanny accuracy—his predictions never failed. As a trusted advisor to King Irmin, he foresaw the kingdom’s downfall and warned the ruler of his destructive path. When his warnings were ignored, he was punished by having his eyes gouged out and cast into a dark cell. Though rescued by his allies, including his younger brother Dainsleif, Vedrfolnir's fate took a darker turn when he, along with four others, succumbed to the call of the Abyss, becoming one of the Five Sinners—beings who now wield world-shattering power.

Gopher Wood arrived on Penacony as a gentleman and kind soul, answering the Watchmaker's call during a Stellaron crisis. As the representative from the Montour system's Family, he helped quell civil unrest and build Penacony into a land of dreams. However, beneath his benevolent facade lay a darker truth—his true allegiance was to Ena the Order, not Xipe the Harmony. Through three Amber Eras known as the Age of Dreaming, Gopher Wood transformed Penacony into a gilded cage. The Stellaron was never truly sealed; instead, it became the foundation of the Penacony Grand Theater itself. The opulent dreamscape fed on weakened spirits, with "pleasure" as its toxic elixir, turning the paradise into an inescapable prison. Gopher Wood's rule was marked by conflict. He survived an assassination attempt that severed his wings and later lost his physical body in the Dreamburn Riots while saving people from a burning hotel. Afterward, he possessed ravens and other Oak Family members to maintain his presence. He adopted two orphaned twins—Sunday and Robin—recognizing them as "twins of the Order." While raising Sunday as his successor and secretly indoctrinating him with Order's teachings, Gopher Wood orchestrated a grand plan to resurrect Ena the Order through the Charmony Festival. His manipulation of the Dreamscape, stealing emotions to maintain its stability, eventually led to his downfall and confirmed death after Ena's dream was shattered.

Zhao is an elite Judge of the Krampus Compliance Authority, known for her deceptively innocent appearance that masks a sharp, analytical mind. Despite her cute exterior, she operates on strict principles of "value" and "equivalent exchange" — constantly assessing people's abilities, potential, and long-term impact rather than superficial qualities. Raised in a poor, cutthroat family where survival depended on usefulness, young Zhao was dismissed as "low value" due to her sweet appearance. Her life changed when a Krampus official recognized her hidden potential, leading her to seal away her past and join the organization to prove her true worth.