Synopsis
I woke up barely alive and found myself inside the popular game "Sweet Everyday." The man lying right beside me when I finally came to my senses was, of all people— Ian Zenor, my Helper. For about two seconds I was relieved. Then it fell apart completely. "I have already seen through your scheme to lower my defenses!" "No— wait, stop! Just hear me out, Ian!" "You stand before the great 'Ares Balthazar'!" Oh, what kind of garbage possession is this?! We're supposed to be partners, not whatever this is. You've been dead for four centuries, you know that, right?…
