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TRIALS
22 trial cuts
Owning Onikiri is not enough. Two more gates must pass before the line registers in Commissions under Onikiri · Trial Cuts:
Drawing the blade and the first meeting are how you get the weapon. The lesson must already have been asked before trials register.
Each completed cut raises weapon level by 1. The cap is 22. Progress syncs with world kill records and only goes up. When a cut becomes current, a boss already defeated in this world completes that cut at once. Cuts not yet reached do not appear early.
The left tracker follows the current target only while Onikiri is held. If the boss is absent, it reports that it is not here yet. If the boss is present, it tracks remaining HP.
The following cuts complete when any one listed target is defeated:
Deafening Exo-Steel needs all four Exo Mechs down. The last cut, Recurrent Darkness, shows Battle of Terminus. Completion is Boss Rush.
The 22 cuts below follow in-game order. Titles and briefings are the commission-dossier originals.
Always feels like something is watching from the dark sky above, and the blade shivers in my hands
I cannot say for certain what it is, climb up into the night sky and take a look
Do not keep your head craned up forever or your neck will ache, tell me what you saw when you are back
The wind blowing from the corrupted soil carries two foul odors, heavy and rank, even I cannot tell them apart
If you cross paths with them, deal with whichever lunges first, do not let yourself get surrounded by both
Draw your blade the moment the air turns sour, finish up quick and come back out to breathe
Deep underground that cluster of filth has gathered into a den, smells slimy and nauseating even from afar
Leaving it alone will only let it fester deeper, go scatter it once and for all
Watch your step in the mud, do not come back splattered all over
I hear people say some heap of sludge over there claims to be a god, it almost made me laugh
If taking divine titles were that easy, who would bother training and cultivating?
Go see what it can actually do, if it is only pretending to be a spirit, pierce it with a single cut
Listen carefully now, you are going there to pierce it, do not be foolish enough to kneel and worship
Deep down near the bottom of the world a colossal wall of flesh has blocked the road shut, even cutting through the air feels stifling
When the road is shut, the only answer is to cleave it open
Once this fight is through the world around will likely shift, stay sharp, we will talk when you make it past
Tips: If the world is already in Hardmode, this step auto-completes without fighting Wall of Flesh again
There is huge commotion beneath the dunes, sand churning endlessly as if some great worm is boring straight down
Cut it off before it burrows too deep
Watch where you plunge the blade, do not shove the whole hilt into the sludge, I live in here too, leave me some clean space
The fire pit over that way is still glowing red, the blade feels scorching even from this distance
Go put it out, no sense letting it burn forever
Mind your footing across the magma shoals, no one is going to blow on your soles if you get burned
The tremors from beneath the earth are growing louder by the beat, the blade is vibrating with them, sounds like a giant clanking with iron
A terrifying title changes nothing, iron is still iron, go test how thick its hide really is
Do not clash head-on against solid metal, aim for the seams so your hands do not go numb
Two glares in the night sky like they agreed to rise together, being watched from both sides feels awful
They cover each other well when paired up, pull some distance and take them down one by one, do not get caught in the crossfire
Go on, be quick about it, tell me what they look like once you are back
The aura drifting from that way feels strange, iron frames bolted to ancient bone, half-baked and mismatched
No matter how large the scaffolding is, it is still pieced together, do not let its silhouette bluff you
Strike at the joints where it connects, take it apart piece by piece, then tell me which part was real
A shadow up ahead walks far too much like a living person, yet carries not a shred of human warmth
Counterfeits that mimic human gait are the most treacherous, do not stand there staring it in the eyes
Step forward and shatter that false shape, we will talk about who it was copying after it is done
A sweet scent is rising from beneath the jungle, smelling sickly and rotten underneath
No matter how pretty a blossom looks, once the core rots away it must be pruned, lest it foul the whole thicket
I can teach you the ways of flower pruning when you return, go on, watch out for the creeping vines
A massive stone idol sits inside the temple refusing to budge, looks dense and stubborn
Find a way to topple it and break the joints, do not bash the blade against solid rock, chipping the edge hurts me too
If your wrists get shaken numb, shake them out properly once you are back
A flock of robed figures outside the dungeon muttering gibberish without end, my ears are exhausted just listening
Go over and cut their chanting short, spare us both the racket
Whatever nonsensical scripture they are reciting, do not believe a single syllable, finish up and come back soon
A massive canopy of gloom feels pressed against the sky above, looking up suffocates the chest
If it hangs there in the way, fly up and strike it down
Do not just stand beneath it spacing out, take it seriously, I will ask how tired you are once you return safe and sound
Waves of heat keep rolling up from the core of the earth, the steel I rest in is already burning hot
Getting close on this run will be scorchingly painful, keep that in mind beforehand
Do not drag things out in the blistering heat, strike true and pull back immediately
The damp depths are swarming with a knot of wandering spirits, too many for me to even bother counting
Since they are all tangled together, do not bother picking them off one by one, sweep the whole clump in a single stroke
The dungeon is freezing cold and damp, do not stay down there too long, finish the job and come back up
That direction feels completely hollow, my heart sinks just looking into it, the blade is dragging heavy too
I cannot say what kind of titan is coming our way, keep your guard up
Do not freeze in awe when you get there, no matter how dire it looks, coming back alive matters more than anything
They say one stubborn dragon still remains at the edge of the ash sea, go see whether the rumor holds true
Once blades cross the steel will likely burn red-hot, bear with it
I do not care about rare dragon scales or feathers, just come back in one piece
Can hear the iron cannons thundering from leagues away, my head is throbbing from the racket
Go silence those mechanical monstrosities, protect your ears on the way
If your ears are still buzzing when you return, I will find a quiet hollow for you to rest
Tips: The left tracker points at the Exo Mech with the lowest HP
The air over that way is sticky and stagnant, taking a single breath feels like choking on lead
Go cleave through it, do not stand idly in the storm breathing in all that stifling smog
Once you are back safe, I will teach you the breathing rhythms from my homeland
Those fallen shadows keep clustering back together as if they can never be purged clean
This engagement is going to drag on for a long while, swing freely, I will be right here watching over you
Plant your feet firm before you strike, when you return victorious I will nag you about whether you wobbled
Tips: No trackable boss. Start Boss Rush with the Terminus to progress.
