“To begin with the precise term, they are ‘Children of the Source,’ but we usually lump them together under the name ‘Mystery.’ That applies to most of the strange phenomena and beings we see.”
Yoo Seongwoon smiled and asked,
“Now, do you have any questions?”
“You’ve said only a few words, and you’re already giving me an opportunity to ask questions?”
“I need to hammer a Gardener’s knowledge into you quickly before I can explain our ultimate objective. Even apart from that, this is the first time you’ve been introduced to these concepts, so it would be best to build a firm foundation from the beginning through questions and answers. So?”
“…I have… heard the word Mystery several times before.”
Cha Eunhyuk asked in an uncertain tone,
“I ordinarily hear it used by religions connected to gods.”
“Divinities can also be considered a type of Mystery.”
“No, by that logic, shouldn’t Dungeons and Monsters also be called Mystery?”
“Oh, you’ve already pierced straight to the essence. You really do possess the aptitude.”
“…? Truly? They are also considered a type of Mystery?”
“There are some differences, but we understand them to be beings within the same flow in the end.”
Yoo Seongwoon continued his explanation.
“Mystery can be described in terms of fate, rules, and stories. In most cases, it does not stray beyond the framework of those three. I’ll use the ‘One-Eyed Jindo’ I mentioned earlier as an example.”
He took out a translucent pad and displayed an illustration of a One-Eyed Jindo. It had been rendered in nearly photographic detail.
“This is the form of a ‘One-Eyed Jindo’ drawn by a Gardener. Is it the same as the one you remember, Mr. Cha Eunhyuk?”
“Ah, yes. Though the one I saw was black….”
“There is an explanation of the black one as well. The significance varies according to color.”
“So that, too, differed according to its meaning. If it were simply a dog, I wouldn’t expect color to create… much difference.”
“When looking at Mystery, you need to react sensitively even to a single color like this. You should assume everything has significance. A black Jindo does not stay close to the subject under…