Chapitre 143: Eternal Black Flame

Anderson Stein had once built this domain, though no one truly knew who he was.

Legends whispered of him as a renowned alchemist, a visionary who had advanced humanity to the Crystallized Age.

At least, that’s what Takeuchi understood of him—until now.

Their vision faded into darkness, only to return with a jolt as they found themselves standing in what appeared to be an elaborate study room.

It felt like stepping into a memory, one preserved within these ancient walls.

There he was: Anderson Stein, the man himself, hunched over a desk covered in scrolls and strange instruments, writing with intense concentration.

The group exchanged glances, their confusion and curiosity merging into a shared silence. They had no idea what they were witnessing but felt compelled to watch.

Suddenly, a knock echoed through the room. Anderson paused, his quill hovering over parchment, and, with a deep but gentle voice, called out, “Enter.”