Nocturne, the Prelude Begins

Description

Vanished like Dust

Dekiman came to me urgently, handed over a scroll and a strange-patterned censer, and began speaking something unintelligible. He was muttering rapidly. I could only pick up 2 words from his ramblings.

Origin and calamity.

Before I could even ask about his strange actions and past events, my uncle suddenly clutched his chest and fell to the floor.

Shocked, I quickly began to massage him, then whipped up an elixir and poured it into his mouth. Yet sadly, he ended up leaving us forever.