The world has ended, apparently. I sat down on an overgrown patch of grass, contemplating about things. Soft and fair skin, a frail figure that could snap, lustrous long hair... and a fairly modest chest. Ah, is it that troupe? Where I turned into a girl. Surprising, that's for sure. ...But, does it have to be in a world like this? [Cover was made by a cool person, a friend]