As the oldest god in this world (where there are only two people), why am I so nervous?
Protagonist: "Damn! What's going on?"
Mordred and Gilgamesh approach with the Chains of Heaven, grinning. "Mo-kun..."
Yuno Gasai wipes her cleaver, her face gentle. "...Those girls..."
The one-tufted girl holds a physics sword (a crowbar). "...Who are they?!..."
"Um... um... hehe... Calm down... calm down..."
I stare at the huge group of women before me, drenched in cold sweat.
Life is bleak...
The protagonist dies in a shipwreck...
PS: This is my first attempt as a newcomer. I hope it does well. Please forgive my poor writing.
(Member of the Lazy Fish Alliance)
