My sister once thought she could fly like super man so she tied a window string around her arm and jumped off a radiator. She now has a scar on her arm that reminds her of her stupidity every time she looks at it.
My brother and I tried to bring back our dead mother using alchemy the science of understanding, deconstructing, and reconstructing matter. However, it is not an all-powerful art; it is impossible to create something out of nothing. If one wishes to obtain something, something of equal value must be given. This is the Law of Equivalent Exchange, the basis of all alchemy. In accordance with this law, there is a taboo among alchemists: human transmutation is strictly forbidden - for what could equal the value of a human soul...?