The entire cosmos is singing the praises of my legend.
But nobody believes that I spend every day rolling around in my wheelchair just to see the sights.
When a [Street-Bum Index] suddenly appeared in my mind, I realized:
Wherever fate sends you, go there with your head held high!
Rolling around in a wheelchair for a thousand kilometers: +3%
Losing control of your emotions: +7%
... ...
By the time the index reached 95%, the entire plane had collapsed beneath my wheelchair:
The Beast Taming World called me the Beast God who strode through the rifts.
The Cyber World said I had transcended data and become a god.
The day they brought me the crown of the savior
I was being hunted by divine beasts, because everywhere my wheelchair went, I ran over their heads.
Now, a number floats above the new plane: 0%.
Sitting in my wheelchair, I sigh:
"I'll take it slower this time. After all, the scenery along the way is the most beautiful..."
(Behind me, a succubus is revising a document: "The Revelation of Demon King Wang Dong Crushing the Heavenly God's Skull")
