[New here, please take care of me]
[A less frugal version: The unlucky cartoonist died suddenly before the end and lost all his memories. He was forced to work as a child laborer in the juvenile comic he created. In addition to being ostracized by the strong will of the world (physically), he was also forced to turn on by the enthusiastic barrage of comic readers. Under the suppression of the world view, the vague past in the dream was processed into an easy-to-understand "special ability" - prophecy. "What AI customer service - that is obviously a reliable partner, dear~" "Listen to the Lord's oracle... What! Who is the cute little Ashiu! Why - the instructor will praise him so much!!!"]
Literary version: Sith, who grew up in confusion, didn't understand whether the strange scenes that appeared in his dreams were the prophecies spoken by those people... Just like whether there were different scenes of the four seasons outside this glorious and gorgeous tower. The dense murmurs echoed all day long, and finally I woke up from the dream, "Do you still remember, lost person." "Of course. Mentor."
Concept: Young people possess brilliant and blooming power