Midnight whispers drift softly as nameless spirits rise from the depths of the night.
This five-star outfit is born from the essence of mystery, embodying the philosophy of "Nameless, Selfless" within a serene and elegant atmosphere. May this gown, crafted from the heart of midnight, allow stylists to sense the fleeting yet noble spirit it carries.
Step behind the scenes of the making of Nameless, Selfless, a five-star masterpiece. Converse with the night breeze, and blend with the mystery.
The Story Behind the Outfit - Nameless Scrolls
Scroll One
It's all over.
At least for me, it is. I was sent to the palace, and though Strange remained in the capital, without Her Majesty's support, we were destined to be excluded from the core of political influence.
Many of my former colleagues were investigated, and even as I was transferred to the palace, I still heard whispers of their entanglements and betrayals. Perhaps one day, it will be my turn.
Queen Olivia seemed to foresee this, placing me under house arrest, a compromise but also a form of protection. Yet I believe that the peace bought in this way is nothing more than the calm before the storm; greater events are likely to unfold soon.
Fortunately, she is still by Olivia's side. Before leaving, I burned the evidence of her communications with Her Majesty, hinting that she should look after Olivia. After years of working together, we share an unspoken understanding, and she will grasp my meaning.
May her special position shield her from Duke Price's scrutiny, and may she support Queen Olivia until the day our ideals are realized.
Scroll Two
Rain falls steadily outside my window as I put pen to paper, my heart weighed down by sorrow. One calamity follows another, like days of accumulated rain, falling without pause.
Strange perished in a sea of flames. This was the first shock I did not anticipate. From the slums, Strange had clawed his way up, learning early how to survive in this harsh world. His death feels like a dark omen.
There is no time to mourn. I immediately wished to write to her and to Queen Olivia, urging them to keep themselves safe. But the next blow came swiftly: the news of Rosanisse's death. Only now can I write her name without fear of exposing her, a stark reminder of how little control we truly have.
Queen Olivia sent word that Rosanisse would be secretly interred at the palace, at a critical moment for the enforcement of the new decrees. She could not attend in person, and with respect and sorrow, asked me to bid her farewell. With Olivia's quiet support, new blood will soon flow through the core of political influence, and she remains certain that one day our shared ideals will come to fruition.
The letter also revealed that Duke Price used ancient rites to expunge Rosanisse's name, and that any trace of her would vanish like drifting sand until nothing remained. Through these words penned in exile, I leave a trace of her.
I mourn you, my friend. Your name may one day be forgotten, but the time we spent together, and the ideals we chased side by side, will endure forever.
The rain continues, and old wounds begin to ache anew. I must pause here.
Scroll Three
I have lived a long life, far longer than I ever imagined. Time and age have slowly washed over the shores of my memory, leaving behind only familiar scenes: being taken as Her Majesty's sworn knight, walking the palace halls, pausing my debates with Strange to enjoy the sound of a gentle melody.
Speaking of debates, two young visitors recently arrived at the palace—grandchildren of Queen Olivia. They chattered and bickered playfully, innocent and endearing. The clever children told me that after so many years, the newcomers who once supported the reforms have now stepped into the core of political influence. For a moment, I was stunned. How I wish my old friends could see this.
My friends... where was I? Ah, yes. I remember a projection... an echo of sorts, a familiar presence that always appeared alongside music in my memories.
With age comes forgetfulness, and many things start to fade from the mind. Yet I write this news on paper, so she may know, and so I may remember. Our banner has been raised by those who came after us, and the embers of our ideals still burn.
I believe she will be pleased.
The Inspiration Behind the Design
The design of "Nameless, Selfless" brings to life an ancient gown wreathed in ethereal blue flames in the dead of night. Within shadowed depths tangled with roses and thorns, the gown seems to caress the petals, radiating mystery, pride, and a subtle air of danger. Every detail is crafted to highlight its ghostly, otherworldly presence. Mystery is the heart of this outfit, which is why the design weaves in elements like flickering blue flames and tranquil flower clusters. Though understated, the legendary "Dragon" is also present in the motifs, adding a whisper of ancient power. Centered around these inspirations, the delicate details of the bodice echo the tattered texture of the hem, together shaping a spectral figure draped in black and violet satin, completing this five-star masterpiece.
The Details in the Design
\[Headwear: Soul and Butterfly]
The headwear features a black veil accented with flickering purple flames. Light and airy, it does not obscure Nikki's face but gently frames it, creating a sense of openness and visual breathing space, with delicate petals and sparkling diamonds adorning the veil.
\[Backpiece: Unfading Shadow]
The backpiece draws inspiration from dragon bones, refined into a slender, delicate structure for a graceful silhouette. Gemstones adorn the joints, adding subtle glimmers of light. Crafted from transparent materials, it mirrors the dress's layered volume while evoking a ghostly presence that floats and curves around the body, alluring yet dangerous. The glass-like bones are both exquisite and sharp, serving as the crowning detail that completes this masterpiece.
\[Dress: Against the Gale]
The design of Nameless, Selfless draws inspiration from traditional Western ceremonial gowns, blending timeless elegance with an ethereal, ghostly allure. Beneath its splendor lies a quiet sense of decay, where beauty and ruin exist in fragile harmony. Silver chains drape across the bodice and waist, while white lace-like ornaments at the chest echo the backpiece's motif, each detail inspired by the image of snow-white bones. The gown's flowing tulle train shimmers with restrained grandeur, its edges softly frayed as if brushed by roses and thorns. Beneath the outer layers rests a decayed lining, long forgotten and shrouded in mystery. Along the hem, clusters of purple-gray roses bloom like mist in the night. Rather than real petals, these roses are formed from translucent pale-gray tulle, blending seamlessly with the gown's tones to evoke the soft, dreamlike haze of midnight.
\[Choker: Things Entrusted]
Encircling the neck is a piece of delicate, irregular lace that, upon closer look, reveals the silhouette of a sleeping dragon. Its graceful form winds gently among glimmering gemstones, resting in tranquil silence beneath the veil of night.
\[Shoes: Lying in Wait]
A wisp of ghostly light is sealed within the platform soles, casting a faint, subtle glow with every step. Around the ankles, a circle of thorns entwines, elegant yet menacing.
The Concept Behind the Abilities
The ability draws inspiration from a horror game. Blow out the candle, and suddenly someone else appears in the room.
Yet in our world of Whim, gaining a projection of oneself carries a unique charm. Nikki can pose for photos with her projection and even dance alongside it, as if sharing the night with a reflection from a dream.
In the moonlit ballroom, bathed in soft, silver light, Nikki and her other self emerge from the darkness, dancing together, entwined like vines and moonlight, moving as one through the night.
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