Type-Moon, I'm Really Not a Grand Foreigner

He transmigrated, and it was the Moon. Louis opened his eyes in the Crystal Valley, then closed them and got frozen into a human statue. He felt like the sky itself had fallen. After some deft maneuvering, the youth version of ORT Xibalba was born. From then on, the Moon had one fewer human and one more divine being. ORT's human form made its grand debut! But wait. What do you mean this timeline has no Chaldea, and Marisbury has bred an Alien God? And what do you mean Humanity's Order has already marked a vehicle, so from now on I have to become the enemy of the whole world and insult everyone? Fine, fine, so that's how you want to play! The Louis who once wanted to lie flat is dead. The one stepping onto the stage now is a threat to humanity, ready to overturn Pan-Human History all by himself! Starting with the Fourth Holy Grail War: enter Fairy Britain and reshape it. Intervene in Singularities and turn Lostbelts around. Starting from a world exiled by Humanity's Order, launch a counterattack against Pan-Human History. ...Years later, the Lostbelts descend upon the surface. The new Chaldea, having fled to the outskirts of a Lostbelt, opens its eyes and finds itself utterly bewildered. "Where did we end up after Imaginary Number Space Dive? Is this still Earth?"