When the sun came, all that was left was Kenichiro. A lifeless doll, walking through time. Kenichiro was never sure where he came from or where he was going. His only goal, to take another step forward. Perhaps, there was no meaning in his existence, but in the fact that he existed. Alas, another step, another mile, another sunset, and another sunrise. To be immortal is a blessing and a curse. A curse that Kenichiro will have to live with, one step at a time.