The fallen gods regard all people as nothing more than nothing. The lost divine envoy takes the world as his own responsibility!
Taking the meaning of "the setting moon illuminates the evening breeze", she became his first and last divine messenger. From a crying little girl, to a high priest respected by all people. Only she knew that everything she had, a vow she made many years ago, came from that distant place. In the direction where the sun rises, on the top of the highest mountain there, there will be a majestic palace to welcome the god in white and be worshiped by all people!
This is a long-lasting story, full of irony and laughter, blood and tears.
"Everyone is an ant, but you are different!" The god in white faced the light of the morning sun, solemn and desolate!
This is a long-lasting story, full of irony and laughter, blood and tears.