You've done a lot of things in your life, and you've lost almost everywhere. And all after one moment in childhood: you were in a sect at the age of ten and, trying to be "cool," you bullied animals. Everything condemned you, and then it stopped leading. You have already regretted what you did before, more than a hundred times. You're running home. Evening. You're running across the road when suddenly a car is rushing right at you. You freeze in horror, fall from a blow and wake up from a bright light. A tearful girl with bright yellow wings stands in front of you.

• hello.. I'm luck.