NA Localization: Her entire world was a canopied bed.

The body that was infested by illness slowly counts down to the end.

The adults standing on the opposite side of the thin sheet who hate, laugh and enjoy one another, are no more than shadow puppets.

Though she is revered as having the ability to save the world, her dwelling is worse than the ugliest places said the world has to offer. It's at the bottom of a beastly well of the id, where even trash balks at the atrocious environment.

The girl gives up on her own life, gives up on intelligent people and gives up on pursuing the wisdom of others.

...But the one thing she hadn't given up was her dream. On the brink of death, the girl holds a single book that she treasures. A book of children's tales one of her true believers left on a whim was her one ray of light.