District 13, three hundred meters beneath an abandoned magic crystal refinery, behind layers of security doors—a mysterious place.
Dozens of people dressed as pharmacists were busy at work, surrounded by all kinds of complex instruments and colorful reagents that gave off an instinctive sense of danger.
Heavily armed, formidable guards watched over them with various weapons, while an old man in a suit, seemingly the leader, stood with his hands in his pockets in front of a laboratory’s glass door, monitoring the experiment inside.
In this oppressive atmosphere, only the clinking of bottles and the bubbling of liquids could...
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