I Just Made a Terrible Game, So What's with This Supreme Myth?

Mei Qian transmigrates into a primordial deity. He wants to lie flat and do nothing, but the other gods are watching him like hawks. Luckily, there’s always a way out. The Game Design System activates. He gets a chance to survive, but the missions are absurd. [Train players in hand strength until they gain an Iron Grip: 0/1000] “Just say you want players to smash their desks. What’s an Iron Grip?” With tears in his eyes, Mei Qian pulls out a three-game collection: *I Wanna Be the Guy*, *Getting Over It with Bennett Foddy*, and *Dead Cells*, forcing players to develop an unbreakable grip. [Raise players’ tear threshold until they master the Tearful Contract: 0/5000] “This one’s a bit tricky. If I really make them cry, they might get mad...” Mei Qian’s little hands keep moving. *Undertale*, *To the Moon*, *The End of the Lost*, and *What Remains of Edith Finch* arrive one after another. The players turn into fallen kings, their negative energy maxed out. Even the gods can’t take it anymore. They descend one after another to hunt down the “God of Games.” Mei Qian: “I didn’t force you to play. Look at you, getting all worked up.” But it’s too late to turn back now. *Overcooked*, *Slay the Spire*, *Call of Duty*, *Persona*, *Assassin’s Creed*, and *Borderlands* burst onto the scene. “I just copied a lousy game. How did I become a supreme god?” [Game development + no heroine + livestreaming]