The Dominator of the Gates
There are sweeping monks, and I am a janitor, this is a story
of conscientiously working as a security guard for powerful and ancient beings in a world where the number of monsters is determined by the economic base "Oh, I'm sorry big guy, I didn't mean to contain you on purpose, don't stretch your face over, your hands are slippery, your hands are slippery!" Ning Rusi said to the dark side of a planet with countless tentacles, eyes, and countless strange lights.