Good Luck at the Beginning: a Little Witch Appears

The underlying code of the world, the ultimate judge of the black and white of authority, is it a cold poem of farewell and sorrow, or is it a barrier master of rejection and confusion? This humble little boy, regarded as an insect by all kings, holds an inseparable weapon. This is not a heroic epic This is a coward's declaration The world is unknown It's up to me to restore the darkness to this world.