Once upon a time, it was a story of the time called the prehistoric age.

In general, those who are called "people" lived together regardless of their species.

Humans, elves, dwarves, beastmen, wizards and mages, as well as many others, the ancestors of the species that live in the modern world.

They helped each other and cooperated with each other in the face of difficulties; it could be said that their lives were truly ideal.

The spirits and fairies, who felt good about them, helped them in their lives.

It was never a sign of hierarchy; these women also worked together as part of the group.

As the years passed, the two girls thought

"Are we relying too much on the spirits," they thought.

Of course, we do what we can do, but we can't do it ourselves - for example, if there's damage caused by a natural disaster, we have no choice but to rely on the spirits.

And that has put a huge burden on the spirits.

"The two girls want to reduce the burden on the spirits even more, so they begin to develop a variety of things with their friends.

It began to produce results little by little, despite many failures.

At first, they were all genuinely happy.

"This will lighten the burden on the spirits," they said.

However, as the development progressed, the number of useful tools increased, and they became less dependent on the spirits, some of the relatively younger generation among their peers began to disrespect them.

It is a poison that is very, very sweet and dense, and gradually eats away at their thoughts.

Those thoughts spread through the fellowship like a highly infectious epidemic.

Naturally, the spirits were not so good-natured as to lend their strength to be treated with disrespect.

The gulf between them and the spirits gradually deepened.

One day, the girl who saw the situation as dangerous called out to the other girl.

"We should all have a proper talk and reestablish the bond with the spirits again," she said.

However, what came back was a rejection.

The girl swallowed it with resentment at the rejection, but she swallowed it, and managed to bite down on the discussion.

I followed the other girl as she strode to the back of the lab - and I was immensely disappointed in the sight.

In that room lay the spirits tied to countless tubes.

"The spirits' life force can be a wonderful energy," said the other girl with a big smile on her face.

In contrast, the girl couldn't react to too much of what had happened, she was speechless and stunned.

They had found out.

The pleasure of being filled more than necessary.

And then they stepped in.

This is a realm that must never be crossed.

This was the beginning of the ancient magical civilization.