Creed at the Bottom of the Earth

This is a Max Bond Craft Essence

This Craft Essence can be obtained by reaching Bond Level 10 of Vlad III (EXTRA).
It comes at max level with all limit breaks.

Craft Essence

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Creed at the Bottom of the Earth

Original Name: 地の底の信仰チノソコノシンコウ	Servant: Vlad III (EXTRA)
AKA:AKA:Also Known As Faith in the Depths of the EarthFaith in the Depths of the EarthNA Localization

ID: 397	Illustrator: ---
ATK:ATK:Craft Essence's minimum and maximum attack stat. 100/100	HP:HP:Craft Essence's minimum and maximum HP (Health). 100/100
Cost: 9	Max Level: 80

	Effect
	When equipped on Vlad III (EXTRA): Increases party's Quick performance by 10%, Increases party's Buster performance by 10% while self is on the field.

Lore

Description

Translation🛈🛈|na= for north american localization release and |en= for fan english translation

我が道は血に濡れている。 何百という貴族を糾し、 何万という敵兵を殺した。 私を襲った残忍さ。 私が行った残忍さが、 この体を凶器へと変えていく。 だが手を止める事はできない。 主の愛を、主の教えを守る事こそが、 人を人たらしめる道なのだから。 友は言った。 我が信仰は、私を狂気に落とすだろうと。 否。断じて否。 怒りによって狂気に落ちようとする私を、 主の光だけが、こうして今も押しとどめるのだ。 ……だがここは暗すぎる。 鉄の鎧は、杭の指は、もはや誰に触られようと 熱を感じる事はない。 いつかこの光を頼りに、失われた温かなものが、 我が頬に触れる日が訪れん事を。

NA TL NA Localization: My path is drenched with blood. I executed hundreds of nobles, and slew tens of thousands of enemy soldiers. The cruelty that attacked me, and the cruel acts I carried out, forged my body into a deadly weapon. But I cannot stop. I must defend the love of the Lord, and the teachings of the Lord. That is what makes a man. My friend told me once that my faith would lead me into madness. But no, that is not true. As my rage threatens to drive me mad, the light of the Lord is the only thing that keeps me sane. ...But this place is too dark. This armor of iron, these stake-like fingers, they no longer feel warmth no matter who touches them. I pray that someday, this light will guide the warmth I lost to touch my cheeks once more. Fan Translation: My path is drenched with blood. I inquisited countless hundreds of nobles. I massacred countless thousands of soldiers. The cruelty that assaulted me. The cruelty that I performed, Has turned this body into a weapon. But my hands cannot stop. Protecting the Lord's love, and the Lord's teachings, That is the way to bring people closer together. My friend once said. My faith, it has plummeted me into madness. No. Certainly not. I who was once plunged into madness by my anger, Is now kept sane only by the light of the Lord. ...But it is too dark here. This armor of iron, these stake-like fingers, no matter who it touches, No heat can be felt any longer. Someday, by the grace of this light, may the warmth that has been lost, Once again gently visit my cheeks.