Chapter I: The Mother's Last Gift
Once upon a time, according to ancient Korean folklore, in a quiet little village, there lived a frail, aging mother and her three sons. The mother's hair was as white as winter snow, and her bones felt as fragile as autumn leaves. Knowing that her days in this fleeting world were coming to an end, she called her three beloved sons to gather closely around her bedside.
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