The greatest disaster in the Main God Space's history: They dragged me, a mentally ill person, into an infinite-flow game!
I thought I was undergoing immersive therapy. The NPCs were all incredible actors.
While everyone else struggled to survive in horror scenarios, I was afraid of the dark and "decided" the sun shouldn't set.
--Then the scenario became an endless day.
While everyone else was hunted by indescribable horrors, I thought they were ugly and "figured" they should get plastic surgery.
--Then the ancient gods lined up to get cosmetic surgery.
My teammates' eyes went from "we can't carry this guy" to "holy crap," and finally they all dropped to their knees and called me Daddy.
As for me, I only cared whether today's "treatment package" came with an extra chicken leg.
Until the day the Main God's deletion program appeared right in front of me.
I was so scared I shut my eyes. "It's fake! It's all fake!"
When I opened them again, the sky above the Main God Space had cracked like a broken screen, and a line of code, like bloody tears, slowly trickled down:
[Error... I was wrong... Please, just let yourself be discharged!]
