Someone once said that the carousel is the cruelest game in the world. They chase each other, but there is an eternal distance.
This is a story that begins in World II and ends in World III.
This is also a love story about spinning wood. I chase you, but I can always only look at your back.
Every loser has a great god in his heart that he looks up to, and he silently pursues him during the long process of defeating monsters, leveling up and acquiring equipment. When I finally thought I had caught up with him and were able to walk side by side, things had changed and my life had ceased.