Victor

Victor is an SR character in Etheria: Restart. Victor's weapon type is Toolbox. Faction: Faltering District.

On our Etheria: Restart tier list Victor is C tier, 84th of the 96 characters ranked, from where 13 current tier lists put Victor.

By game mode, Victor is C in PvE and D in PvP.

An SR Disorder damage dealer with unusual self-sustain. His S1 lifesteals when his HP is low, and his passive adds up to 9% damage and 6% damage reduction for every 10% HP lost, while his S3 spends 40% of his current HP for a big hit, making him a semi-nuker with steady damage.

He works well with offensive buffers, but burst damage can still one-shot him, and he's badly exposed to Wound, Block and Dispel.

Union Report=Animus Victor, Identity Code E19-110163, Re-A Chip Status: Normal.As a data miner, Animus Victor has no fixed residence, and there are no records of him in the E.O.S.

archives. According to rumors, Victor was discovered in Digital Space by a fellow data miner known as "Old Dad"—an absolutely bizarre encounter!

However, his intelligence level is only equivalent to that of an eight-year-old human child.Victor carries a toolbox filled with powerful and malevolent sentient entities, each constantly attempting to corrupt his mind.

Fortunately, Victor seems unable to fully grasp their words and often engages in combat in a clumsy yet oddly effective manner.

|-| Memory FragmentI=The city's sewers were always filthy.

A dumping ground for Etheria's endless stream of digital waste-one misstep could lead to contamination and corruption.

No one lingered here for long.Except for Victor.As a data miner, his job was to excavate the Digital Space at the city's fringes, laying down communication pathways and expanding block ranges.

For him, the sewers were practically home.

Because of his Odd appearance, Victor always wore a mask and heavy protective gear.

His only companion was his old man, who had been with him since birth.

For the longest time, Victor believed they were the only two people in the world.Today was just another workday.

Victor adjusted the toolbox strapped to his back and continued clearing the banks of corrupted data.Then he noticed a stranger standing beside him.Good-natured and simple as he was, Victor quickly considered this newcomer a friend.

From then on, Victor spent his days idly chatting with his new companion.His Odd behavior soon caught the attention of his old man.

After some investigation, the truth left him stunned-the "friend" Victor had been speaking to was actually a cluster of residual consciousness from deceased Animus.It was unclear why this entity had attached itself to Victor, but at least one thing was certain: it meant him no harm.

With that knowledge, the old man finally breathed a sigh of relief.

|-| Memory FragmentII=Victor had always dreamed of owning his own mining machine, but as a new member of the Miners' Guild, he wasn't qualified for one yet and could only assist the veteran miners.One day, the old man sneakily approached Victor, who was daydreaming, and claimed to have found a mining machine that suited him perfectly.

Overjoyed, Victor followed the old man all the way to the outskirts of Digital Space, where they found a massive mining machine.

However, Victor quickly realized that the machine seemed to have broken down.

He stood at the front, staring at the towering, complex machine in confusion."Viiic-tooor!

Puuull-haaard!" For some reason, the old man, who had just been standing beside him, was now a hundred meters away, dramatically gesturing for Victor to pull backward, directing him to Hugh the machine."Oh, got it, old man!" Victor took a deep breath, grabbed the machine's massive hydraulic lever, and yanked it backward with all his strength.

The mining machine groaned and creaked, seemingly on the verge of collapse."Change direction-keep pulling-" After tens of minutes of emergency repairs, the multimillion-point mining machine was officially declared scrap.The old man's business rival had one less machine to compete with.

|-| Memory FragmentIII=The sewers were unusually crowded.Victor and his old man had angered the local developers with their underhanded competition.

In retaliation, the developers and their hired muscle surrounded the old man's shack, demanding compensation.The old man, with his signature defiant attitude-"No money, only my life"-only served to stoke their fury, pushing the situation toward inevitable violence.Years of territorial brawling had given the old man a solid foundation in street fights, allowing him to hold his ground against the bruisers for a time.

But ultimately, fists alone couldn't overcome sheer numbers.Victor, relying on his bulky frame, charged through the mob with his toolbox, flailing wildly.

However, his terrible combat technique quickly led to his downfall-literally.

The fight ended as expected, with Victor pinned beneath the weight of more than ten men.

Watching the giant man struggle helplessly, the developers came up with a new idea.A few days later, Fantasy Club welcomed its most unexpected crowd favorite of the year—the simple-minded miner Victor, performing to buy back his old man's freedom.