The Pessimist of Another World

Here, time does not flow, space loops endlessly, and every grain of sand can be seen despite the absence of a sun.

I'm the only person here. It's a dull spacetime wormhole.

At least my power can still grow, so I constantly review what I've learned before.

After who knows how long, the space finally changed. A huge rift appeared where there had been nothing, and I walked into it without a second thought.

Crossing through time and space takes a tremendous toll. My body was badly injured along the way, and I have no idea where I'll end up next.