I was born in October 2789. I was the detective of a crime case which revealed me to fiction and my reality as a meaningless pit. It changed me into a depressed man and I went forward to try to run away my torment and despair. It worked for a while but now I'm running out of time. I am a detective who discovered he is fictional and now is running away from his problems......Great. gods and deities see me and pity me for my sadness, not even Hell nor Heaven want me in cause of my sadness.