I restore all things, and all things give me eternal life.
I am a cultural relic restorer at the National Museum, and my job is to restore the glory of national treasures that have been gathering dust.
But no one knows that I also have a secret identity - the relic doctor of all worlds.
Using my life span as firewood and igniting the fire of the craftsman's soul, I can reverse time and space and repair the most important things for those gods and demons who have sadly fallen.
Remuneration? It is the immortal brew of flat peach that is enough to extend my life, and it is the fragment of the divine head that can penetrate the eternity!
I can reshape the broken sword of the former hero; I can make the Holy Grail of the fallen angel shine again.
But the only thing I can't repair is the old watch whose hands stopped forever when my parents were killed...
They all respect me as the greatest craftsman of all time, but I just want to pry open the barrier of time and ask -
Who killed my parents back then? !
