Darkness is lonely, and it will appear where there is light to survive. Just like me, I bloom silently and silently in the dusk when the gods fall. Can you witness my road to becoming a god? My fervent believer, the ground may be dirty, but... The sky will always be pure. No one cares about the dust in the fireworks, but my spark is bound to start a prairie fire!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
