Above the ocean, there is a lost place that never falls to the ground, with nine giant dragons on it.
Above Kyushu, on an island thousands of feet high in the sky, there is a group of artificial sun disks that rise and fall.
This is a magical world. A young man tore off the stars from the sky and carved them with the glory of his race.
On that night when my life was hanging by a thread, I saw the sun and the moon in the same sky.
In that ancient battlefield filled with corpses, I saw the white wolf roaring at the moon, the kingdom of heaven descending the ladder, angels climbing down the steps, the door of hell wide open, and some people throwing themselves into the darkness.
In a dreamland where the sky was blue and the ground was high, a goddess said to me: She was very disappointed.
