All his life he had looked for it. And why wouldn't he?
It was the ultimate goal of every alchemist!
He could still remember when he had been a young boy, overhearing two old men talking about it.
Later he had learned that they were alchemists. But it had not mattered at the time. All that had mattered was an impossible dream: Eternal life.
His young mind had not been able to grasp the idea of eternity, let alone living this long. Even now, decades later, he did not fully comprehend it.
As soon as he had become old enough, he had begun studying. There had been very little space for anything else, including housekeeping. When he had gotten trapped under a landslide of his research notes, he had decided to get someone who could assist him in that regard.
After a string of maids, butlers, assistants and whatnot, he had finally settled for a girl that always knew what to put away and what not, when to force him to eat and when to simply prepare something he could eat later when