In this world anything is possible and there are always people looking for the unthinkable.
Somewhere in the world, that grocery store is always open and the store manager welcomes all customers.
Why are you panicking because of the store manager's appearance? In this world, it is wise to lose your head.
The ever-busy world is still filled with countless pedestrians. He, she, it, and even Him all have their own stories. Countless stories are intertwined to form this street.
The black goat smiled, and under the church bells the young bishop was reciting holy scriptures.
The detective wearing a long scarf adjusted his glasses and led the pale and silent female assistant through the alleys.
The huge strange bird sat on the roof of the abandoned house, greedily eating the carcass of its prey, and the shotgun finally fell.
The blond angel was still wrapping gifts and humming an unknown song softly.
The man leaning against the corner quietly took off his damaged disguise, his golden eyes rolling.
Nameless insects are restless, crawling, flying, and walking in the sewer.
The girl with curly black hair was standing at the door of the theater holding a bottle of red wine...
No need to know who they are or what they intend to do.
Today, the grocery store is still open.
(Warning: There are character deaths, some g-oriented content, some Cthulhu-oriented stories, most of them are not pleasant stories, and the protagonists in different chapters are different. Some characters may have cps, and all the characters in this collection are in the same world view. Any similarity in the fictional world view is purely coincidental.)
Motto: Life is impermanent