HSR Lightcone DB

"This strand, a soldier's sacrifice." "This strand, a hero's growth." "This strand, the city's prosperity." .... The Garmentmaker pulls at the threads using a needle, everything held between her fingers. "The destiny of certain heroes has already been severed..." She scoops up another set of golden threads and continues her mending. "The fates of certain heroes must continue..." The divine loom weaves on, and the Garmentmakers dance with lively grace. Eons of time had already passed through the loom, and she has long been accustomed to such waiting.... For the sake of turning time to golden "inspiration."