Feeling hopeless in a cold-hearted society, I arrived in a different dimension, Altius Empire!

It's the first oracle in 32 years and there's nothing I can do to meet the expectations of the Empire's citizens. There's nothing different in this world.

The cold treatment is no different from the previous world.

After a series of disappointments swept through, what came after was fatigue and lethargy.

I don't want to do anything.

I'm not doing anything but I don't want to do anything more intensely.

Even so…..

"What did you do all day long today?"

Did he come here to criticize my guts with biting remarks?

A language bomber with 10000 levels of shaming mental offense, Emperor Mikhail Dnar Altius.

Why does he come to my room every day with a fresh look on his face?

What's this familiarity?

Pardon me, but are you my mother?

Ha, I'm not fond of the Emperor.