There are many consequences of the foolishness of the soul. Exuding iniquity is still enough, in the ages, to generate protodimensional distortions, like a drop of water that corrodes the rock. Distortions that generate distortions. Tokyo is one of those, which, however, despite being a child of emptiness, is born with the gift of shining by its own light, the light of a lethargic serenity.