Summary:
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. Even so….. “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.
