A Long-Lived Play

Seventy-nine copper coins come, ninety-seven years of fate pass, a song of long life and a hundred years of joy...

Since childhood, I imagined I would become someone's protagonist. Only after living through a life as long as a lifetime did I realize that becoming a protagonist is something you have to do for yourself.

[Note] This is a selfcest story, told in first person. A self-indulgent story, updated whenever inspiration strikes. When I get an idea, I might write a few more chapters~

Theme: When you're lonely, embrace yourself.