ECHOES FROM THE ALCHEMIST'S METROPOLIS

The city of Alembic hummed with a rhythm all its own. Each alleyway, secrets clung to the air like mists. Alchemists in their lab coats, their faces etched with both knowledge, whispered of lost magics. The smell of sulfur hung heavy, a constant reminder that in Alembic, the line between fantasy was as thin as a spider's silk. Rumor had it that