"Life does not adhere to form... the soul does not adhere to state."
The elderly elf murmured softly, reciting the core conclusion from his years of research: "It's not just elves; all life on Terra can evolve again... reorganize and reenact from the very origin to become more perfect life."
"But this process transcends the mundane and defies human ethics. Even the Spirit Wisdom Institute cannot delve deeper... Or rather, they've already found the part they desired, while what I seek lies further below."
Indeed.
Glarvie was determined to return to Canaan Moore not for his homeland, not for his family.
If he wished, as a Master Alchemist, he would be welcomed by any country rather than returning as a disgraced spy. Instead, he would be warmly received and retained by The Empire.
Glarvie was resolute in returning because he knew that staying in The Empire offered him no chance to continue his mad research.
