Mandala was anxious. He had been cursed to die the moment he left this place. He knew this fact very well. That was why he was desperate. He was left with no choice but to kill all of the people that came to this prison.0

‘I don’t want to die…!’0

Of course, he carried resentment and hatred toward the gods. He even cursed them more than a hundred times in a day. In truth, Mandala had only done his best to make potions so that his weak wife could live a long and healthy life.0

He never wanted any gold, silver or treasures. He did not even want to make potions to reap the lives of many on the battlefield. All he wanted was to make a potion that could save a life. However, Mandala’s talent had caught the attention and jealousy of the gods. And one day, he found himself suddenly trapped in this place.0

‘I wonder what happened to my wife?’0

Back then, his wife was heavily pregnant. Many had told Mandala that his wife might die giving birth. After all, there were many cases where those already with weak bodies grew even weaker after having children.0

That was the reason why Mandala gave it his all and created a potion. It was called ‘Mandala’s Elixir’. However, even after he completed the potion, he was not able to give it to his wife. Because he had suddenly found himself trapped in this damn pl...0