Crimson Alchemist.
The world he was born into was one where alchemy had reached heights most could only dream of.
Within that world, he was an oddity—an alchemist unlike any other.
While others buried themselves in research about gold, immortality, and the secrets of eternal life, he walked a different path.
Perhaps it was because of his naturally refined looks or his calm, meticulous nature, but he cared deeply about cleanliness, elegance, and beauty.
And so, instead of chasing wealth or forever-lasting bodies, he devoted his life to studying the delicate, fleeting mysteries of things that were destined to fade.
Other alchemists mocked him endlessly for it.
A prodigy wasting his gifts, a fool who didn't understand what alchemy was truly for.
That was what they always told him.
Whenever the insults came, he simply smiled—soft, unshaken—and replied:
"I like roses more than gold."
To him, beauty mattered because it did not last.
