People call me "The Ever-Lighting One," the Lord of the End of the Sequence.
But I used to be just an ordinary person working the night shift at a convenience store.
Until that day, the girl standing in line in front of the checkout counter had scarlet eyes and whispered to me: "You smell like God."
>I smiled and asked her if she had watched too much anime.
The lights in the entire supermarket behind her suddenly went out, and the shelves twisted into ferocious tentacles in the sticky darkness.
>She was lying on the ground, trembling and pointing at me: "Please... Extinguish the light on your body..."
"It makes me... I can't help but want to kneel down..."
