Within the abandoned, mossy castle, one room was left unharmed by the crumbling walls and tired supports. It was thriving with new identity. In this room was a laboratory. A wooden desk, all lined with bubbling flasks and weird, sharp machines, shelves full of potions and drinks. At this desk was a man, a tall man with purple hair, tinted with two strands of cyan hair. He sat at the table, chuckling to himself as he poured various liquids together.

“Haha, this might just be it!”