Edward stood up, clapping his hands together. A spark of transmutation jumped between his palms. They weren't just alchemists; they were seekers of a lost wholeness. In a world of equivalent exchange, they were determined to find the one thing that didn't fit the equation: hope. ⚙️ Why this series resonates
He looked at his automail hand—a cold, steel reminder of a childhood mistake. He wasn’t looking for gold or eternal life. He was looking for the one thing alchemy shouldn’t be able to touch: the warmth of a brother’s soul. Edward stood up, clapping his hands together
: It explores the "taboo" of playing God. Edward stood up