There was a time when the people who possessed the gift of Magic were plentiful in all of Korea and its surrounding kingdoms. It was not unheard of for a farmer’s child to be able to speak to animals or a common black smith to breath fire. In those days, the Magic people were celebrated as the descendants of gods and many of them held positions of esteem in their own communities. But as time passed, the people who could do magic became less and less. No one knew why the Magic people began to disappear and the villages where they still existed treasured their presence all the more.
Then a terrible incident came to pass.
Hello everyone! This story has been my passion prjoect for almost three years. Please keep in mind that I am by no means an expert in korean history, so there might be some inaccuracies or inconcistencies. I sincerely apologize for this, and hope you can enjoy this story!