In a world that is gradually collapsing and order is gradually becoming chaotic, where is the boundary between ordinary people and heroes?
Accidental opportunities and inevitable encounters are nothing short of coincidence, and the fate is inherently wonderful.
Various forces are intertwined and complex, and their fangs are different from each other. It turns out that I am me, not a hero, not a coward, not any role, not anyone. If I have to say it, I am just a delivery boy!
