I am Lynseal the Elf.
The greatest gourmet in all the elven realm!
In the castle town of Fahrenheit, a man appeared, pulling a mysterious cart and serving strange dishes night after night.
The dish's name is “Ramen.”
With just one bite, the flavor is enough to send you to the heavens!
In the blink of an eye, I became a prisoner to “Ramen,” and every night, I waited longingly for that man.
However, the man—someone I had grown close enough to call a “friend”—disappeared from before me after a certain night.
Twenty years have passed since then, and I still stand on that same street corner, desperate for another taste of “Ramen.”
Ah… my beloved “Ramen,” will I truly never encounter that flavor ever again…?
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