When I was a child, there were many things that made me happy. For example: toys, animations, playgrounds, including parents' love.
When I grow up, as my inner voice begins to awaken, my desires continue to increase, and the only things that can make me happy begin to be money, power and beauty.
I don't know when I started to grow from a simple and sensible child to a person lost in self-search. In the haze of the world of power and the darkness and dampness of social morality, how should I choose the direction of my life? Will I become a prisoner under social oppression? Or become a leader at the top of society? Where should I go amid the hidden rules of human nature and society?
This is a story of self-redemption and self-seeking.