After Losing My Memory, My Lover Told Me He Was a God

After losing his memory, he insists he is a fallen god, and that the world is falling apart because he has fallen asleep.

I laugh. As a top psychologist, there’s no “abnormality” I can’t explain.

Until withered plants bloom before my eyes, my malicious neighbor meets with a freak accident, and the heavens deliver a bloodstained oracle just for me...

Only then do I realize that my diagnostic report may be the most ridiculous piece of trash in the world.

Science ends where theology begins.

And before my “patient” is swallowed completely by the darkness, I have to help him recover his lost divinity, and... the vow we once made.