There once was a shallow world of frivolous fantasy and vanity, where triviality ruled human connections. Among the citizens, there was an old man, known for his simplicity and wisdom, who was adored by everyone.

The old man built a fortress with effort and sacrifice, a refuge where he could get away from that unreal, digital, and imaginary world. In a distorted world where the false self replaces the true self, this refuge serves human beings to survive the digital traps of the imaginary world.

 Through nature, love, meditation, and music, humans could disconnect from the distorted world, getting closer to the person they wanted to be in the real one. Their fictitious and unreal images would be scattered by the truth of their being.

That refuge was called "the Master’s House."