Studio Yuraki
Storyteller (from ”Reincarnated as a Slime”)
Think of a name to give this flower
That’s never had one until now
So it might thrive within the cold of being all alone
The most enchanting things in life
Are the most delicate, until they are allowed the space to grow

As all of the pigments start to blend
Coloring a body end to end
Somewhere far beyond the pages, I have now read
You smile at me, as you’re shouting “Come on!”

No matter how many times
We will start a brand nеw world that’s shining so bright
Start a new page
Storytellеr
With this love
And this hope
And envy
Even despair that’s singing
We’ll nurture them all, to grow up so tall
To strengthen all the bonds that we forged

The cost of saving a life
Are the tears of someone else who must pay the price
Sad as that is
We must carry on
With ideals
Fantasies
Let us combine them with this young and ripe instinct
The real me is born again, come on, let’s go!
“Surely it cannot all end here."
"Is this the limit I have feared?”
The voice repeats within my head
It just won’t disappear
The answer I’ve been looking for
Between the threads of fate, the very next chapter of my life

“There is nothing quite as wondrous as the very strength inside of us.”
That is what they try to teach us when we’re all young
Their voices rousing as they’re shouting “Let’s go!”

We’ll be the best we can be
To inspire everybody triumphantly
This is our dream
Storyteller
Find evil
And cruelty
And fury
All of the darkest fictions
To call them out, and tear them all down
A rise above while standing up proud

To live my life for that cause
So that I can keep achieving all I’ve wished for
Billions of stories still to be told
Full of love
And passion
So many moments that are still yet to be lived
The real me is born again, come on, let’s go!
No matter how many times
Starting a brand new world that is shining so bright
Storyteller
With this love
And this hope
Even despair that’s singing aloud today
I’m gonna write it all!

The cost of saving a life
Are the tears of someone else who must pay the price
Sad as that is
We must carry on
With ideals
Fantasies
Let us combine them with this young and ripe instinct
Embracing every challenge
Beyond whatever may happen
From all that you’ve shown to me
The real me is born again, come on, let’s go!