It all began with a sketchbook full of drawings of a fandom you really liked, but one day, you somehow found yourself in a strange lucid dream that will first be seen as harmless. ...but what if it wasn't? (English is not my first language, and it's my first story, sorry for any mistakes)
Science says the kindest people are always the loneliest. The countries hate their jobs. Oh no, they loathe it. It's so bleak, so bland, so sad, so full of misery. And one had the idea to leave it. With a group following the one to leave with the same detest for their jobs to make the world go round, they try to fl...