An abandoned child in the slums. One day, without knowing who my parent is and being starved most of the days, an unexpected stigmata appeared on the back of my hand.... " I think God made a mistake." *** News from the Eden Baroque Empire! Finally, after a hundred year, a five-year-old Saintess Vescerian has descended! " It wasn't the fifth generation but a five-year-old...?" Welcoming the noble Saintess. "Please guide us, heeds to the god's will, defeat the monsters, and bring world peace upon us, the humble ones." "Barely surpassing a mere 100 centimetres, they knelt before me. Asking a five-year-old to bring world peace – are they for real?"