In Hiroshima, there was an infamous shrine. What was infamous about it, you might ask? First, the shrine contained a god of desperation. Gamblers, debtors, and gacha addicts came to pray. Second, it was being used as a parking lot. There wasn’t a trace of divinity to be found. Third, the shrine maiden couldn’t care less. She did the bare minimum. Pray, park, or leave. As that dull shrine maiden swept the leaves, a shooting star shot across the night sky. She decided, as if she believed, to make a wish. Before she could, the star crashed into her car. “Across the vastness of space, we have arrived!” —————————————————–The Seabed’s Shining Star is a leisurely two hour read. It’s almost entirely a conversation between two people. Make a cup ramen, settle down, and read it in one sitting. There are no choices to be made, so progress as you’d like.