I grew up liking a Great God. He was cruel to me, always ignoring me and forbidding me from saying bad things about him. But he said… that he would always be here, always with me. And then he disappeared. But I still like the Great God. Great God: What a coincidence, I like you too. Eight years ago, he left without saying goodbye. Eight years later, they met again. This is a story about the Little Prince who met the Great God.