Being sent to Fantasy World, makes me very happy. I feel like the chosen one, to be the Hero who will save the World. But that's just my hallucination. I am Classless, and a Classless means trash. But I didn't give up. With just my determination, I will still aim for the highest. But unfortunately determination is not enough, I failed. Even so, I had a stroke of luck, a stroke of luck that allowed me to go back in time and judge it once more.