Seoul Object Story

In the space dominated by endless darkness, a new change began to unfold.

From two candle holders placed on the white marble round table, golden flames simultaneously flickered to life.@@novelbin@@

As the flames blazed and added light, two shadows appeared in the previously empty space.

As if they had always been there, the two figures revealed themselves, standing in stark contrast to each other.

On one side, an elderly man dressed in luxurious robes adorned with gold sat.

In his hand, he held an intricately crafted cane, and his majestic demeanor radiated the presence of a ruler who once governed an entire nation.

He was the king who ruled the land of alchemists, a country filled with sand.

Opposite him sat a young man, his appearance completely opposite to the elderly man's.

His worn-out clothes looked as if they were nothing more than rags, and his gaunt body bore the traces of long years of wandering.

He was the alchemist who, after an endless journey to find something that connected desires and gods, finally reached the Immutable Sphere, only to lose his sanity.

"This is... the Round Table. So, this is how it turned out..."

A soft sigh escaped from the elderly man’s lips.

However, his voice carried not a sense of sorrow for an unexpected failure, but rather a calm recognition, as though confirming a result he had already foreseen.

The Blue Girl did not miss the meaning behind his words.

Her round eyes sparkled with curiosity.