This is a love story cloaked in fantasy, which is more relaxed and cheerful, not as bloody as the writing. The author makes a wish, hoping that this story will grow into a small shotgun that is sugar-coated, contains tear-jerking factors, and ends happily without any injuries.
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Inka, the daughter of the Shura God, lived a life of arrogance, luxury, and paranoid love. She lost her love in the battle between heaven and ghost, and her heart was like a lamp extinguished with no intention of blooming. However, as a god, she could not commit suicide, so she forcibly stripped away the three strands of her soul and tied them to the dewdrops of life and death. Not entering the mortal world, not falling into reincarnation, only a shell of dementia is left, sharing the same life as all things.
These three living souls are: one is not caring, the other is no regrets, and the other is too lazy.
The story begins with this dewdrop...