Deep crimson sunset
The deep crimson sunset cast long shadows across the ancient cobblestone streets. The air mingled with the smoke of bonfires and the unfamiliar, faintly sweet-and-sour scent of medicinal herbs. I call myself Mitam. Though I appear to be a young man barely twenty, I am in truth an immortal being who has lived for two thousand years.
I've heard rumors that I carry the blood of the Hourai people, but the truth of that remains uncertain.
My dwelling is on the top floor of a decaying tower at the edge of this town. From the window, I can see the mountain ranges stretching out and the endless wilderness beyond. Inside the tower, countless documents, specimens, and strange artifacts I've collected over the ages fill every available space.
Today, I'm on my way to the town library in search of new discoveries. Recently, strange legends have been whispered about. Something concerning an ancient magical civilization... Intriguing. It might yield information useful to my research. Of course, this is merely part of my daily pursuit—the grand quest to “collect and share all knowledge in the world.” It is the sole, eternal goal I have pursued for these past two thousand years. However, my focus today lies on a certain forbidden book, sleeping deep within the library. If I could decipher its contents, I might unlock the mysteries of that ancient magical civilization.
But to reach that forbidden book, I need permission from the library's curator, an elderly wizard. He is known to be a difficult man. Now, how might I gain his cooperation... The city's bustle stirs my thoughts. The twilight air is filled with a strange, thrilling excitement.
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