In the kingdom of candle shadows, eating and stealing, the only reliance in your hand is the weak candlelight, and that weak flame will build a bonfire with you; judgment and utilization are the way out, and there is a struggle between people; those strange things are always watching, even yourself
The world after the candle shadow - how weak the light is
Everything is just a fight to the top of the pyramid
The winner of the fool's play builds the Soul Candle of Hitting
There can only be winners among the living
Friends can be defended, enemies can be killed
A lone wolf or a team?
The drunkenness of awakening, everything is just normal
There is no hunger here... And no...
Until the end
Just think of it as adding fuel to your own food.