Low-dimensional Fortune is disturbed by higher dimensions.
It is as if a higher being casually tosses crumbs to the ants; the ant colony takes it as a gift from heaven, believing it to be a stroke of great Fortune that can change the fate of their tribe.
But in the eyes of that higher-dimensional Life, this is neither Blessing nor accident.
It is merely discarding some crumbs at random.
In Monster World, this cruel stage woven and collided together by countless higher-dimensional wills…
To barely stand firm and carve out a place, which one is not a hero upon whom Fortune is fixed, a destiny-chosen figure sung throughout the epic of an entire civilization.
Each one of them was once the brightest Star in the long river of their Small World's history.
They were the first to bear the World Destiny of their entire world, and those who followed them were basically the strongest "first tribe" ever recorded in their Small World.
