I wake up. I listen to the opening. I make a prayer to Kageaki Minato, to Muramasa the Crimson tsurugi, to Kanae Otori, to Ayane Ichijou and to Hikaru. I go on with my day. I go to bed and play Fuel my Soul, while tears flow from my eyes. I speak softly “It really was peak fiction” before falling asleep.
I repeat this process every day of my life.