Nine-Star Desolate Armor

A new book, currently testing the waters. Its title has temporarily been changed to The Empty Battlefield. Synopsis: The Washington Post ranked the realization and awakening of life as the world's number one luxury. So let us look back on a wild and impetuous youth, and on a story of struggle and defiance, to see whether we can lead the dust-covered past toward an even more exhilarating ending!

A smile over the shoulder, accompanied by the new clothes and lover of one's dreams! This legend! This ode! This cloyingly fragrant military life, amid clashing arms and warhorses, sweeping across a sky roiling with change, until "the bells ring clear, bidding farewell to the troubled days of war."

Synopsis of the old book: Competition is everywhere! Perhaps we should try to give the fighters courage and the weak strength.

Honestly, I really wanted to write a thrilling, rousing fantasy novel. Unfortunately, my heart is no brocade and my tongue no embroidery. Put simply, I'm a good-for-nothing. Still, as the saying goes, "A fine crop depends entirely on manure." Let that be the good-for-nothing's fearless, invincible faith.

This is an absurd story about body modification, like a myth passed down through the ages from a primeval world. The only difference is that it takes place in the far-distant future.