Gloomy Siege: Twisting Space with Torrential Rain and Medicinal Scent

Secular fragrances always try to please the olfactory senses, but in AURALIA's liquid archives, breath is a meteorological weapon. When 'depression' and 'apathy' are liquefied, it can forcefully twist space, constructing a gloomy cage.

This is absolutely not a spring rain that nourishes life, but a dampness and medicinal scent carrying an intense physical oppression. The bitterness of dead vegetation fermenting in standing water is the cold record of draining vitality. When you unleash this damp bitterness, you erect a sunless black forest around yourself. In this barrier, you need not maintain any flattering smile; this is a never-ending freezing torrential rain that you use to trap yourself and strangle all approaching secular pleasures.