This is a child who is constantly being reincarnated with memories, but she has never seen a bull-headed horse face, nor has she seen black and white, let alone Hades, the King of Hell, so she cannot tell whether the above gods, devils and monsters exist, at least she has not encountered them yet.
This story starts from the unknown life of this child. Since my class teacher is a well-known master of cold humor in the school, I must finish this story in a relaxed and humorous tone. I hope someone can understand this humor. If you don't understand, just let me know and I will improve it. The last and most important point: it will be slower, slower, slower. (It was very difficult to choose the categories, and I didn't find anything that suited my liking)