First Wind

"You... do you think we look a bit similar?"

This article is about the Story Suit. For the dress from God of Wind, please see First Wind (Dress).

First Wind is a Story Suit that could be obtained through the Flowing Garden event and can now be obtained through the Wish Gate.

Completion Prize: A Styling Gift Box containing Wind Language, Wind of the First Encounter, Wind and Time, the background Windwhisper Sky, and 40 .

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Wardrobe[]

Hair: Wind of Karma

Dress: The Wind Chasing Girl

Coat: Rainbow Rhythm

Hosiery: Cotton Cloud

Shoes: Happy Encounter

Hair Ornament: Floral Breeze

Necklace: Summer Rainbow Candy

Bracelet (Right): Cloud Encounter

Bracelet (Left): Confession of a Wind

Makeup: Rainbow Sundown

Posed

Hair: Wind Language

Dress: Wind of the First Encounter

Hair Ornament: Wind and Time

Foreground: Journey Through Space-time

Ground: Secret of Time

Makeup: Rainbow Sundown

Lore[]

Story[]

I heard everything. Every breath of wind is my correspondent, and they bring me sounds from across the land. The rustling of leaves, the vibrations of vocal cords, the ripples of shadows, the chirping of insects, the crashing sound of waves, and the roiling of the clouds in the sky...the sounds of nature please me much more than the voices of humans.

Miraland is full of magical places: the Flower Field in Cloud Kingdom, the snowy mountains of North Kingdom, the Rose Garden of Lilith Kingdom, the howling expanses of the Wastelands...of all the wonderful places in this world, my favorite of all is the Pigeon Forest. It is a wondrous paradise devoid of human voices, and replete with the sounds of nature. Rabbits eating their carrots, deer frolicking in the woods, birds singing their melodious songs, sloths snoozing in the trees, turtles and hedgehogs hiding from the outside world, fish swimming freely in the lakes and rivers, and fireflies buzzing through the air...it is a symphony of nature! Aside from them, there are the elves and the dwarves residing in the forest; I don't mind at all, since elves voice are wispy and ethereal, and dwarven voices are cute and cheerful. I often lose track of time in this place, and have fallen asleep many times to the sound of the wind blowing under the surface of Povali Lake.

I'm not sure when this new sound appeared in the forest, but it came from the deepest, darkest reaches of the woods, and it carried a strange coldness with it. When I heard this new sound, I detected a very particular disturbance within it. The wind told me of its existence, but not of its origins, and so I set out to find the source of the disturbance.

Heeding the wind's direction, I came to Povali Lake and found one source; he seemed to be a receiver, however, as the disturbance disappeared within me. His long, silver hair, pointed ears, and cold, solemn eyes told me that he was a tree elf; other elves around him referred to him as 'Your Highness.' I circled him twice but he did not see me, so I poked his cheeck with a small puff of wind; he frowned, but continued his discussion with his men. 'Hmph, what a boring elf,' I thought to myself.

It seems the elves were on the eve of battle. They wore armor and carried long swords in their hands. I never did like swords; all I could hear from them were mournful sounds, and they always smelled of blood. I never thought these things, which were so common in the human realm, could come to a wonderful place such as Pigeon Forest.

The sound of the disturbance would come and go, like a reflection in a shimmering pond. All I was certain of was that this retinue of elves were on their way to yet another one of its sources. As I followed them deeper into the woods, the disturbance grew stronger. The royal elf seemed to feel something, as well; his heartbeat became anxious and uneasy, and an air of sadness hung over him. He was not aware of the reason he felt this way; only I was aware that the reason was this mysterious disturbance.

The elves finally arrived at a castle deep within the forest. Their enemies lurked in its shadows, with skin as white as snow and ferocious fangs behind their pale lips. The cold, murderous sensation I felt from the disturbance overwhelmed me once more. At the elf's command, they launched their first and final attack on the castle. Everything was thrown into chaos, and the woods were submerged in the sounds of death...I have always hated these sounds the most. I wanted to leave right away, but then I discovered the source of the disturbance.

He was standing on the highest terrace of the castle. I flew to his side, and he unexpectedly turned his head in my direction, as though he noticed me. Startled, I leapt away from his side, but soon realized he never saw me, as his head turned back to the battlefield below. I followed his line of sight and saw that his focus was on the elves' leader. At that moment, the disturbance became unbearably loud, a strange, sad noise mingled with joy. I couldn't understand his words, but I managed to make out the name he was speaking: 'Kloris.'

The darkness above the castle began to fade away, and the elves' enemies began to disappear, one by one, until he was the only one left. The warm light of dawn shone down peacefully upon him; he closed his eyes and raised his head, exposing his neck.

When the elves' leader pierced his body with his Dawnblade, I heard a painful tearing sound coming deep within the elf's chest, as though he has just stabbed himself...as though they shared the same body. Only I could hear it, the loud, final sound of the disturbance. As leaves fell over his cold, lifeless body, All I could do was blow them away with the wind.

His body was later dropped in the bottom of the lake, and ever since then the disturbance disappeared. The wind no longer brought me new stories from Pigeon Forest, and I did not go back for a long time; it was no longer a paradise for me.

But one day, I heard that mysterious disturbance once more. It was faint, but there was no mistaking it. I flew to Pigeon Forest, but it was much different than that I remembered. Human sounds were now carried by the wind in its vicinity. I saw a purple-haired girl, dressed as a swordsman, walking in the forest. When I arrived at Povali Lake, the disturbance was gone, but the same elf was standing silently by the lake. A woman wearing a crown appeared behind him, holding treasure that held immense value to humans. The elf took it from her hands.

I can't help but feel pity for them, as the wind foretells the coming of yet another tragedy.

Item Descriptions[]

Wind Whisper hears and delivers all sounds. The noise of the city, the echo of tides, and the story of mountains.
— Wind of Karma

Wind Whisper is a traveler that visited every mountain and river. Her restless pace never stops.
— The Wind Chasing Girl

Lively and naughty Wind Whisper is always restless. Her colorful life is full of adventures and mischief.
— Rainbow Rhythm

Occasionally, some might find the existence of Wind Whisper when a cloud turns into the shape of a heart.
— Cotton Cloud

Clouds meet the rainbow, birds meet the ocean, raindrops meet the sky, and I meet you.
— Happy Encounter

A gentle breeze blows into Flower Kiss's rose garden and Wind Whisper smiles secretly. A petal falls into her cup.
— Floral Breeze

Bright color in the ice world is as fascinating as the second war of gods. The wind makes the heart lake ripple.
— Summer Rainbow Candy

A wind blows away the paper in hand of a Lilith girl. Across the road, the boy in student uniform stopped.
— Cloud Encounter

On the clouds, Wind Whisper blows the confession away from the girl's lips. The boy's confusion made her laugh.
— Confession of a Wind

Is the sudden flash a star or a trick played by Wind Whisper?
— Rainbow Sundown

It is Wind Whisper passing by when the wind blows and stories begin.
— Wind Language

When Wind Whisper passes by, a relationship begins, an inspiration bursts and a journey starts.
— Wind of the First Encounter

When flowers are dancing and the lake is rippling, the gentle wind is singing our song.
— Wind and Time

Wind Whisper could appear at any place. Sometimes above the clouds and sometimes in the forests.
— Journey Through Space-time

When the Book of Time opens, is it a sweet encounter, an inspiration or a Wind Whisper's joke?
— Secret of Time

Interpretation[]

Coming soon...

Etymology[]

Name by Server[]

Version	Name (Romanized)	Translation
International (English)	First Wind	N/A
International (French)	Premier Vent	First Wind
China	初遇之风 (chū yù zhī fēng)	First Encounter Wind
Taiwan/Hong Kong/Macau	初遇之風 (chū yù zhī fēng)	First Encounter Wind
Japan	邂逅の風 (kaigō no kaze)	Wind of Chance Meeting
South Korea	처음 만난 바람 (cheoeum mannan balam)	First Meeting Wind
Vietnam	Làn Gió Mát	Breeze
Indonesia	Badai Musim Semi	Spring Gale
Thailand	สายลมเย็น (s̄āylm yĕn)	Cool Breeze
Southeast Asia (English)	The First Wind	N/A

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