Kim Namjoon¹⁰

«In chemistry, alchemists owe most of their secrets to their work on the philosopher's stone. These secrets were not the goal of their research, and therefore they should not be considered the product of genius.»

It was 1419, during the Joseon Dynasty. Namjoon was an alchemist at the imperial palace. To Namjoon's surprise, when he first became an alchemist, it turned out to be a calm profession: he spent most of his time in scrolls and his thoughts, and the emperor rarely pulled him on any missions.

On the one hand, it was a calm profession, on the other hand... he had to go to the forest himself for herbs and ingredients. Unfortunately, he wasn't given security, so he walked around with a slight sense of unease. But over time, he got used to it and stopped being afraid.

It was daytime. The sun was hidden by clouds, but it was relatively warm. For Namjoon, this was a slight advantage: the forest wasn't as hot, and he could gather the herbs he needed without any problems. Adjusting the sleeve of the jeogori that men wore over their hanbok, he headed towards the clearing, intending to gather herbs.