When I transmigrated to another world, lost my memories, and fell off a cliff, I thought it was all over. But a library of modern civilization appeared in my mind!
When a knight charged forward, shouting the goddess's name, I handed him The Feudal Nature of Chivalry, shattering his faith.
When an immortal master inhaled spiritual energy in pursuit of ascension, I gave him a copy of The Law of Conservation of Energy, setting him back on the right path.
I established schools, teaching not magic, but the "art of slaying dragons."
I built city-states whose people believed not in gods, but in "humanity's power to triumph over nature."
When angels and dragons fought in the skies above my city-state, I pulled out The Principles of Ballistics.
"Stop fighting. Your divine nature is, at its core, just a high-dimensional energy aggregate."
And now, it's mine!
I activated a broadcast covering the entire plane. My voice rang out in every corner:
"From today on, either sit down and talk with me about how to eat spaghetti-wrapped concrete with Compound Number Five, and accept the spark of revolution, or taste the truth!"
Your divine authority is powerful? Sorry, in the name of science and the ultimate faith of the modern age, I'll tear you apart!
