MarbleGate's Exotic Enchantment: Flowing Agony: Reborn

In the name of the departed, gear mends itself from your pain, your healing and your slaughter.

Envy lit by those stronger than you, turned into arrows, thorns and turning foes against each other.

Every torment you have endured, reforged into a blade to answer the world.

Trade your sanity for overwhelming, agonising output.

Villages, emeralds and dirty dealings — the tools of surviving in the dark.

The closer to death, the more the body surrenders its last reserves.

Pass the fatal blow to someone else — the oldest survival wisdom there is.

Every breath and every heal is a gamble staked with your life.

Something that should not exist dwells in you: it shields you, and it rots you.

Hatred is the most durable fuel — it can even hold death back.

Focus and magnify your enemies' malice, then return it in kind.