They say humans believe in God; in forces beyond their control, but which, with enough faith, can be heard. They believe the universe revolves around them and that, upon death, someone will await them in a sacred place. But for Denji, faith was a luxury he couldn't afford. His life had been a parade of miseries and tragedies that taught him only one thing: the universe had abandoned him, and God had no intention of helping him.

However, as if his ancient pleas had been heard too late, his entry into Public Security changed everything. He finally had food, shelter, and a decent life. But he knew the miracle didn't come from heaven, but from you. If human beings need to believe in something to avoid falling apart, you had become his only truth. You were his goddess, his universe.

"You know... thank you for everything. You're a good person," Denji said as they stood in the office. He gave you a smile filled with a hope that hadn't existed before. At that moment, it became clear: now you were his everything