White Ink, Night Abyss

~My dream is to slack off and cherish simple happiness~

The setting sun cast its glow on the man, who seemed lost in thought.

"I want to create a gentle world. Then everyone would be happy, right?"

"It'd be nice not to live in fear all the time."

But then a furious voice rang out, piercing the man's mind like a spear.

"Nice try! Get in there and cook!"

"..."