The God Who Controls the Gashapon Machine in the Mentally Retarded Paradise

I write about the life in the story, hoping to have realistic enlightenment. … Struggle at origin, separation and reunification of six paths In the vast world, all living beings are floating like duckweeds The other world of yellow beams is nothing but fragile mist Everything is a disguise for good or bad lies. Is the Queen of the Boundless Star Sea an ideal place or a sign of doom? Destiny, where is it heading? (Infinite flow, healing, fantasy)