As the magical tide surged, his talent led him by chance into a world of dreams.
What connection lies between reality and the dream world, shrouded as they are in mystery?
What sparks will fly when he travels between the two worlds?
For the weak, this is an age of despair, like the end of the world.
For the strong, it is the beginning of a magnificent journey, the very origin of myths.
Some call him the darling of the age, fate’s favorite. But only he knows that, in the end, he is merely a mayfly struggling to survive in this era.
P.S. I’m a fan of worldbuilding and pseudo-science. Basically, I just like making sure everything adds up!
