Emperor Maza

Most of the roads I have traveled have nothing to do with distant places, and most of the people I have made friends with have nothing to do with relatives and friends. I put on my lonely cassock and prayed to the eternal night. I knew that I could no longer be separated from this world. All I could rely on was wandering and the dark green matza. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.