The little prince of the Oslay Empire, who suffered from headaches, saw the rumored god's apocalypse after an attack of illness.
The golden pages that were supposed to record the origin and destruction of the world were filled with twisted lines with unknown meanings. They twisted and crawled like nematodes, and finally tangled into a dark whisper like a demon.
The little prince's slender and soft fingers slid over them
I love his sun-like hair and gem-like blue eyes. I love his cheeks whiter than snow and lips redder than roses.
I love his cruel innocence, I love his unbridled violence
I love his corrupt and brilliant soul
I love him and the whole world should love him as much as I do
The twisted god who is well disguised* The violent little prince who doesn't want to pretend at all
Thousands of people are attracted by Shura Field, let's guess who the god is.
The two protagonists have incorrect views and do not represent the author's views.
Purpose: Love the world
