The World of Feathers

Who am I? He is an ordinary student with nothing, or he is a mysterious boy who pretends to be ordinary. Is it the intertwining of fate or the lingering echo of the soul? Where is the completely different world in the dream? Inexplicable yearning, but can't let go. Open your eyes and face the most real existence. Breaking out of the origin, the giant cannons of the magic puppets tore apart everything, and the heavy guns of the magic soldiers conquered the territory. In front of this race, people. Foreigners can only surrender. If they sing in rebellion, the end of the world will befall them. Is this really right? Obviously as long as he calms down and watches indifferently, in a little while, he will be the dominant presence in the world... But why do you want to say "no" so much? A feather quietly fell into the palm of my hand, and I couldn't help but hold it tightly. "People are born to change the world, but I never thought that I would become the center of the world."