On the outskirts of Amsterdam, a small obelisk looking like a line of ink put into the world randomly appears. It has no hints of how it was made, no markings of any tools on it, too smooth to be any stone or wood; trying to push it gives the sense of it being impossibly heavy and immovable, and touching any of its corners with even the gentlest pressure can rip through steel, as the edges form such utterly perfect points.
Soon, people from all walks of life form an obsession with the strange item: wealthy, powerful or brilliant, they all let it captivate their mind. With time, they use their wealth to build a new university, one built around a singular obsession: to turn the world and everything in it as immaculate and pristine as the obelisk.