Conditional Finality

Conditional Finality
Attributes
Season	20
Type	Shotgun
Slot	Kinetic
Ammo	Special
Rarity	Exotic
Damage Type	Stasis
Description	You will dream of me… I will never leave you…
Statistics
Impact	80
Range	35
Stability	20
Handling	60
Reload Speed	66
Rounds Per Minute	55
Magazine	2
Zoom	12
Inventory Size	51
Aim Assistance	56
Airborne Effectiveness	4
Recoil	70
Bounce Intensity	70
Bounce Direction	Tends Left

Acquisition
	Root of Nightmares raid

Conditional Finality is an Exotic Shotgun.

Perks - Curated Roll

Intrinsic

• Split Decision - Dual barrels split into Stasis and Solar damage.

Sight / Barrel

• 35px Shortened Barrel - Greatly improves handling at the cost of range and stability.

Magazine / Battery

• Alloy Magazine - Faster Reload when the magazine is empty.

Trait 1

• 35px Paracausal Pellets - Landing nearly all Stasis pellets will freeze targets; landing nearly all Solar pellets will ignite targets.

Trait 2

• Textured Grip - The friction on this weapon's grip is exceptionally strong.
  • Greatly increases Handling Speed.
  • Slightly decreases stability.

Lore

You will dream of me… I will never leave you…

The sound that escaped me resembled a roar.

A psychic echo.

It soared through the air and pierced every corner of my ship.

Anger coursed through me as I toppled the ground in a heap.

I wheezed with each breath and clutched at my chest.

I watched that witch saunter out…

Like she'd won.

My ship rumbled as she wrested her primordial prize from it.

I felt hatred—

Deep, unchallenged hatred.

My claws punctured the floor, etched new patterns into it.

I dragged myself forward.

Whispers danced around me, trillions of voices melded together in my favorite symphony.

I had always welcomed death, and this time would be no different.

An agonizing sensation shot through me.

It was as if an arrow had bored its way through my chest.

It burned, and I collapsed among the rubble.

A green hue enveloped me.

I was unfamiliar with this—her magic festering within me. Shackling me.

My body twisted.

My breaths grew thin.

My limbs became heavy.

Torturous.

No… she could not hold me. I would not allow it.

This would not be my end.

"My Witness," I whispered as the void I once commanded claimed me.

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