A Month as a God

The moment I regained consciousness, my strength returned with it.

One month.

Not much,

But enough.

The future changes because of the past. The world's survival has never been measured by good and evil.

If I have to kill one person to save everyone else, I will choose to kill that one without hesitation.

Even if that person is the one I care about most, let me bear this boundless pain.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.