You have been taken to a different world by a ghost ship. You're uneasy. There are ravings in your ears, accompanied by bizarre bgm, you sing and dance rap in ache. You choose up a magic lamp, and after making a want, it says it’s only a lamp. You're impoverished, and also you swear by your persona that you just made a cope with the satan, and ultimately the satan was offered by you. You're strolling on the street, and also you meet a down-and-out princess who's begging for a kid with some huge cash, and also you yell “Mother~” on the street out of the precept of serving to others In the course of the night time, you flipped via the pages of “Ten Thousand and One Nights” in your hand, and your pleasure grew to become stronger and stronger…