My life is an elaborate scam, pretending to be well-behaved, pretending to be a meal, pretending to be a happy family, until the age of 21 when a god who never ages comes.
He taught me to tear apart the pretense and pave the way to the top for me
He is my savior and gives me a hug when I break down
But you never celebrate my birthday and you never answer my questions
On my 21st birthday, I stood in the spotlight of the world, and he whispered in my ear.
Happy birthday... Only then did I realize that the counterattack and glory in my life was just a desperate and gentle "dream" given to the past by my future self.
Concept: A growth story that is not a disguised counterattack and revenge in the traditional sense. It is a process of pulling out nails from the hurt you have suffered, and a great love for the world.