Ether and essence wield boundless capabilities, yet even those who transcend the ordinary cannot truly bridge the chasm between life and death.
Should the four divine beings remain unscathed by the erosion of worldly information, their lifespans might stretch into the thousands of years. However, without absorbing the vast torrents of information and harnessing power through an understanding of the world's essence, their existence might not be so prolonged.
The inevitability of the end resists defiance; it may be postponed, but its arrival is certain.
The imperial capital boasts numerous public cemeteries, and in the empire's most flourishing city, affording the deceased a final dignity is always achievable. Yet, those who rest in these chaotic, often dilapidated and moss-covered graveyards should not include an alchemist of former renown within the capital.
