After the gods descended upon another world, nearly everyone around me awakened their spiritual meridians.
Everyone except me, as if I had been born without the right to awaken.
No matter. I signed a contract with the gods.
I'll become the gods' landlord, and my body will be their home.
"Gluttony" wants its bedroom in my stomach, "Wrath" wants to live in my liver, and they even want to turn my lungs into a plaza...
Awaken? Who cares if I do or don't!
While people are still praying to the gods and making wishes, I've already become their friend.
While the guys who mocked me are still congratulating themselves over the spiritual meridians granted by the gods, acting all high and mighty, I've already got the gods in my arms...
Chaos…