What awaited Emery after his formal acceptance into the Skyroot Faction was an extensive tour through its most restricted areas—places few outsiders had ever been permitted to see. This was more than just an introduction; it was a rare opportunity to witness the faction's true power, its elite members, and the hidden resources that set it apart from the rest of the realm.
As he walked through the grand halls, Emery found himself amidst a vast network of alchemists—hundreds of them—each deeply engrossed in the pursuit of alchemical mastery. Among them, dozens had reached cosmic-level expertise, their dedication evident in every motion, every concoction they crafted. The sight stirred something within him. Had he no responsibilities back home, he could easily see himself making a new home here, surrounded by like-minded individuals who shared his relentless thirst for knowledge.
Amidst the introductions, a familiar voice suddenly rang out, catching him off guard.
