Quick Transmigration: Please Respect My Profession

[Everyone loves him + fragmented love interests + doted on by all + brainless fun]

[Please note: The protagonist is a bit silly and slightly spoiled. He genuinely knows nothing, and just does whatever the System tells him. But he’s such a soft, sweet little kitty that everyone wants to pet him and sneak him home.]

A weak evil god, born at some unknown point in time, should have been an embodiment of evil. In reality, he is a blank slate who knows nothing at all. With no followers, he is on the verge of disappearing when the System binds itself to him.

System: Your task is simple. Go to various worlds and be an ordinary background character.

The little evil god believes it and sets off on a mission to become cannon fodder in world after world.

But as he passes through one world after another, every world falls to chaos and its original story gets thrown off track. He should have been off work by now, but he is forced to keep going.

Watching one protagonist and supporting character after another stick to him like plasters, the little evil god feels helpless and bewildered.

Little evil god: Could you please respect my profession? I want to go home!