(8 years ago, Sasha POV)
Two years have passed since my teacher decided to teach me alchemy, I still remember the first day I was allowed to enter the laboratory at home, everything was so interesting, there were so many things and so many questions; At the end of the day, Mom spent the entire class answering my incessant questions instead of beginning to teach me the basics of alchemy.
At first, it was difficult to get used to so many new terms and knowledge, to the point where I would rather go out and play than have alchemy classes again; but my mom. . . I mean my teacher was very strict about it and forced me to study a lot.
Books and books on all kinds of flowers, plants, animals, insects, antidotes, and poisons; Those were just some of the basic knowledge that an alchemist had to master according to my teacher, she said that the job of an alchemist was not to memorize things that had already been invented but to find ways to create new things.
