The dream wasn’t actually a dream. A new life isn’t that joyful, and the goddess is definitely being tricky. Around me—an endless crowd of men, and all of them demand my attention.
“You’ve landed in a fairy tale?” you’ll say. Very possibly… but the fairy tale is wrong. Instead of princes there aren’t even horses—just men in spotted skins who can’t get out, and on top of that, endless complexes.
And no one is going to save me—turns out I’m supposed to save them!
Contains profanity.