“I'm no god. I'm just a fraud. Why do people hail me as the truth? This world is sick.”
There are no crows in the blood-red tower.
The vanished city is brimming with life.
Those in power beg and plead.
Fate will not favor fools who do nothing but dream.
(P.S. The protagonist spends more of the early story witnessing events than taking part in them, and grows through what he sees. On the cover, the left side shows his adult form in the Dark Star state, while the right shows his child form in the Star state.)
