Due to the support of bad friends, this article has the nickname: A Hair. And at the request of bad friends, there is a spoof
The thread that governs the order of the world is broken. God looks at the burned thread and is too lazy to replace it.
Because of this laziness, the black me fell into this world
In this world where monsters are infested, my situation is worrying as I have the color of a monster.
I really want to go back if I can, but going back means my disappearance
Intention: