The ancient old man who slumbered in the deep awakened, the devil who existed in everyone’s hearts, did not know of the corrosive spirit and grew crazy within the hearts of the people shrouded in darkness. In this world, not only does darkness exist, but light too.Whereas fully armed dark knights were marching in the shadows, a worn out skin tight suit worn by a certain superhuman was hanging on a rack in the middle of the hallway, with the man in question trying to play the role of a good neighbour. He has a high-body armour that is dedicated to the protectio of the world, nothing else could be compared to what seemed like the god of the world, the symbol of hope in a foreign tongue not of this planet, “S” embroidered in the front of his chest, flickering like the solar rays of the sun.. No one could possibly imagine that, in the back what seemed to be a regular person sitting in front of a computer screen, immersed within a game was the man of shell.