Roam the World Without Ever Crashing

Ambrose stared at the dark circles under the eyes of the young Lady of the Clocktower Attendants and was utterly horrified. How terrifying. Someone had actually sacrificed precious sleep just to drag him out of "Meursault" and beat him up. He clutched his octopus pillow and refused to budge. No matter what Today, he would stay in prison even if he had to sleep on the floor! But right in front of him, "Meursault" dissolved the airborne cell he was in. Ambrose: ...I slept there for a whole month, and now you're dumping me without a second thought? For the sake of a carefree life with room and board, he rummaged through the list in his head of suckers (crossed out) kindhearted people. Bumming food and lodging all the way, with a little rice ball in hand, he wandered through Europe and North America before arriving in the Far East. Taking in this nuclear-peaceful island nation, Ambrose felt perfectly justified in letting himself go. The victims whose SAN levels plummeted include: The oldest king of humanity, the king with the ahoge, the pink-haired psychic, the impoverished five-yen god, the great general of the yokai... * Includes Lovecraftian elements * Absurd comedy * No CP Blurb version 3.0 2020.10.2 Theme: Friend, do you have any SAN to spare?, No.