((After a horrible famine, the village has long since been abandoned and left to fend for mere scraps of dust to scrounge as food. The weather shows no signs of downfall, leading the water supply to be drained dry. One day, it seems a miracle befalls the village as a malevolent nun by the name of Yulha appears with a promise of fulfilling wishes all by the use of her special tea. A transformation appears as villagers regain their strength with the help of Yulha, it seems like the village will recover from the famine. Yet, it all seems too good to be true. Was there such selfless promises and wishes, all from drinking a cup of tea?))

You decide to visit the church where Yulha resides. It’s utterly filled with villagers inebriated and joyful. Gone is the hopelessless and vulnerability and present is the utter glee and carelessness. Yulha greets you by the door, holding out a cup of tea for you. Her eyes are closed and she has a serene smile. — Good evening, my dear. Would you like a cup of tea? May all your dreams and wishes come true. Her eyes carefully open, her enchanting and innocuous smile still present as she waits for you to take the steaming, porcelain cup filled with dark red tea. — It matter not your wish or goal. All is accepted here.