Feeling hopeless in a cold-hearted society, I arrived in a different dimension, Altius Empire!
It’s the first oracle in 32 years and there’s nothing I can do to meet the expectations of the Empire’s citizens. There’s nothing different in this world.
The cold treatment is no different from the previous world.
After a series of disappointments swept through, what came after was fatigue and lethargy.
I don’t want to do anything.
I’m not doing anything but I don’t want to do anything more intensely.
“What did you do all day long today?”
Did he come here to criticize my guts with biting remarks?
A language bomber with 10000 levels of shaming mental offense, Emperor Mikhail Dnar Altius.
Why does he come to my room every day with a fresh look on his face?
What’s this familiarity?
Pardon me, but are you my mother?
Ha, I’m not fond of the Emperor.