Northern islands,
Deep in the quarry,
A lone elevator is running, descending to the deepest part.
The gate opens, but it is empty inside; only a balloon floats out.
The balloon itself is unaffected by the environment here, quickly reaching deep within, arriving at the hundred-meter-high hand-shaped building.
The balloon inflates,
Joke appears,
although he greets with a very elegant posture, he isn't wearing a single piece of clothing, having grown fatter by a circle.
"Do you have any orders, my lord?"
A voice from above follows, "The receptiveness to comics inside you has increased significantly, it's surprising that such a lowly world can give birth to a fine swine like you.
It's a pity that Mr. Ito seized the opportunity, turning you into his 'character', or else you could have developed just as well as my Angel Envoy.
I called you over for one thing.
