Inside a solitary, magnificent ancient castle.
The attendants and servants who once lived here have all passed away, and even the traces of life left here are gradually being erased by time.
Countless years have gone by, to the extent that the murals on the walls have yellowed and faded, and the knights' armor has rusted completely.
Yet, within this castle that is about to be devoured by time, faint sounds can still be heard, like the sound of a metal spoon clashing.
Following the sound,
Within the vast hall,
An almost withered old man sits here, with drooping eyelids like ravines, folds on his skin more numerous than grains of rice in the bowl, and even his eyes have long lost their luster and moisture.
He doesn't remember how many years he's been living here,
But today seems to be a special day,
The hourglass on the table is about to run out, and the sand inside it has a dreamlike, ethereal blue.
