Ever since America built 108 sky-piercing towers, divine miracles have descended. The Western God invaded our verdant homeland. The earth shook, abysses split open at crossroads, and countless monsters surged forth.
I was just an ordinary man toyed with by a gold digger. I died in a monster attack, then was fortunate enough to be chosen by the heavens of our verdant kingdom. I drew cards, gained divine powers, and fought against the servants of God.
