
About This Novel
In the abyss of the apocalypse, the inconspicuous progress value has finally loosened up, but the source of all events is a good-looking young man who loves to drool while sleeping. Dreams are full of wonderful colors. Does it have to be unrealistic to be unrealistic? What if the familiar feeling of déjà vu is my past life? The memory sealed in the dust slowly unravels the mystery. Knocking softly on the door of memories, "my" dream is the present world. "I don't want to be a hero who saves the world, and I don't have many grand ambitions. It's just that I'm going to sleep."
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