Xiada

Xiada is an SSR character in Etheria: Restart. Faction: Doki Entertainment.

On our Etheria: Restart tier list Xiada is A tier, 21st of the 96 characters ranked, from where 17 current tier lists put Xiada.

By game mode, Xiada is A in PvE and A in PvP.

A ramping damage dealer who ends up top of the AoE damage charts. Her passive stacks Soul Flames, adding ATK and crit damage every three buffs she receives, counting any new or reapplied buff icon but not turn meter, cleanses or buff extensions.

The rest of her kit builds on those stacks and she can steal buffs, becoming a strong single-target DPS too given time. Without stacks she's one of the weaker DPS.

Pairs well with: DokiDoki.

Union Report=The top star of Doki Entertainment, the dazzling Metropolitan Empress under the spotlight, and a socialite par excellence...

In Shen Metropolis, her name is known by all.She moves gracefully through the city's neon-lit nights and extravagant social circles, bringing not only mesmerizing performances but also whispers of truth and deception alike.

Extracting the real story from her words is no easy feat.

|-|Memory FragmentI= "Such a worthless failure-can't even use any Anima Power." The Researcher frowned, eyes filled with undisguised contempt.

In the corner, a small figure huddled against the bare concrete wall, shivering violently before curling up even tighter.

Her frail body was nothing but skin and bones, her spine, shoulders, and wrists protruding sharply beneath her thin skin.

"I'm sorry..." The Animus girl's voice was barely more than a whisper, her dirt-covered ears and tail trembling along with her body, like a patch of dry grass on the verge of being blown away by the wind.

"Useless. Keep watch here, and if even a single mosquito gets out, you'll regret it!" "Y-yes...

I understand..." As the heavy footsteps of rubber soles finally faded into the distance, she slowly leaned against the cold corner of the room and let out a long breath.

"Another day survived.." She lifted her head, catching a glimpse of the star-filled sky through the narrow gap between the bunk and the iron bars.

She was no failure. She had long since mastered her Anima abilities.

But now was not the time to use them. She had to wait-wait for the right moment to seize the freedom she longed for.

|-|Memory FragmentII= "Let's welcome our new star-Xiada!

She will bring us a spectacular dance performance!" As the announcer's voice rang out over the deafening music, she stepped lightly onto the stage.

The hem of her dress and the folding fan in her fingers fluttered like a butterfly, every movement and every smile captivating the audience below.

The dance floor roared with cheers, waves of sound crashing against the stage.

After escaping that dark laboratory, she had given herself a new name.

Using her talent and Anima Power, she secured a job as a dancer in Shen Metropolis.

Xiada's dance was entirely self-created.

She couldn't afford professional training, so she watched the birds in the sky, the flowers swaying in the wind, the advertisements flickering on distant billboards-imagining the shape of a dance and bringing it to life.

Sometimes, in the middle of performing, she would forget the choreography and simply move as she pleased.

But to those who watched, Xiada was mesmerizing—her dance like a fine-aged wine, her smile as sweet as honey.

No one could resist her, no one could look away.

And yet, beneath her practiced smile, Xiada could feel it—an icy version of herself, the one pulling her nerves, muscles, and bones into that graceful expression, while inside, she felt nothing.

The applause and cheers disgusted her. The fact that she had to rely on pleasing others just to survive disgusted her even more.

But fate played a cruel joke her abilities were all tied to this act of pleasing, and those she performed for never saw through the beautiful illusion she had so carefully woven.

She had long grown tired of living in a lie.

|-|Memory FragmentIII= "This job is a bit special.

Just follow the usual procedure. But remember, don't make mistakes, and don't say anything you shouldn't, or you'll regret it." Before going on stage, the boss gripped Xiada's sleeve, warning her in a slow, deliberate tone.

Xiada nodded, offering a soft, reassuring smile.

"Just another night with big shots looking for entertainment without leaving a trace.

Nothing new." Thinking this, she stepped onto the stage as usual, letting the rhythm guide her movements.

However, what awaited her was an unexpected silence.

The bar and booths were empty. In the vast dance hall, there was only a woman in an understated black dress, slightly older, seated alone with two black-clad bodyguards standing beside her.

Xiada didn't know who the woman was, but she danced as she always did, following the music, fluid and captivating.

She could feel the guards slowly becoming drawn in, their focus shifting from their duty to her movements.

Yet, the woman remained unmoved—not entranced, not lost in thought, but merely watching, observing, appreciating.

Xiada was surprised. She had never met someone who could resist her charm.

At first, she assumed this woman simply had strong willpower, nothing too unusual.

But as she danced harder, pushing herself, even using her Anima Power, the woman remained as composed as ever-while her guards, trained professionals, had already begun unconsciously humming along with the music.

This piqued Xiada's curiosity. What would it take to captivate this woman?

As the final note faded and she took her bow, she heard the woman's slow, deliberate applause.

Lifting her gaze, Xiada met the woman's eyes and smiled as usual.

"I hope you enjoyed the performance." The woman responded, "It was a wonderful dance.

Lively melody, graceful movements. But...

as a dancer, you don't seem to enjoy performing for others." Xiada's eyes widened slightly in shock.

The woman stood up, stepping toward the stage.

Extending a hand, she said, "My name is Naphite.

Would you be interested in working with me?"