A forbidden command had been imposed on the creatures. From ancient times, it was a realm that should never be violated.

[In the name of God, a curse will be cast. Even in death, you will find no rest, forever trapped and suffering.]

An arrogant human, driven by a desire to reach the divine, dared to cross a line never meant to be crossed, ultimately invoking the wrath and curse of God. As a result, the living were condemned to isolation from the world, forced into the depths of the earth, becoming the cursed dead. They were destined to suffer indefinitely, lost and eternally unhealed.

The king could only watch helplessly, sighing at the devastating sight. It all began with pure curiosity and the aspiration to propel civilization forward. If the duplication of the Silver Chime succeeded, centuries of progress were anticipated. However, the outcome left him with a hollow feeling, as it brought nothing but immense pain to his beloved kingdom and its people.

Those afflicted by the curse found themselves trapped within the kingdom's boundaries, enduring ceaseless torment. The king narrowly escaped the curse, but this only deepened his despair. He couldn't bear the sorrow of knowing that innocent souls had to suffer due to his actions. Yet, amidst his daily lamentation, a glimmer of hope appeared.

In a dream, he encountered...