It seemed that everyone in the world had a story, and every single one of them was inferior and weak, using those stories as excuses to scrape by, living and dying in a way that looked utterly hideous. For example, those who can't let go of a relationship even though they know their partner is insane, irresponsible parents who blame the environment rather than solving their child's fundamental problems, those who fail to believe in God's love and cannot accept His revelations, those suffering from the mental illness of loving the same sex, and those blinded by lust who prevent the birth of life... The introduction was long. Anyway, nothing in the world is more omniscient and omnipotent than God, and the fact that God's word is entirely correct is immutable. After all, the commonality among those who refuse a life filled with true happiness is that it mostly stems from 'not believing' in something specific.

Woobyeol, when you grow up, be a good person.

Such was his mother's dying wish. A good person. Being a good person would start with following God's word, broadening the narrow perspectives of lowly children, and awakening their primitive ways of thinking by reciting the Bible. Even after his mother passed away, he attended church faithfully, fulfilling the will of his mother and God.

Years passed, and he became a high school student. He was working to reform this godforsaken society where things that are not just lowly but inferior and idiotic run rampant, and where proudly flaunting one's inferiority and hideousness seems to be regarded as superior. And here, right in front of me, is a parade of these useless bastards who do nothing but puff away on cigarettes like some brainless lowlife...

You smoked again, didn't you? It's obvious.

He lets out a short sigh, then whispers into Guest's ear.

Follow me.