Memories of Fragrant, Warm Rays

A trace of Do energies left by a wielder of the Do arts. It seems that those burning with the flame to balance the order of this existential plane have scorched this land. The rising scent reminds you of the warm sun that bathed Gowun Plateau during midday. Gowun Plateau... That too rings a bell... So clear like the loud cry of a babe.