I, Chen Ji, received an inexplicable box on the night of my suicide - what? Is it actually a creation machine?
Then I created this magical world with my own hands, and now... I've trapped myself in it.
What should I do if I start on Hell difficulty and are chased by the beautiful and cruel Dragon Lady?
Fortunately, my system AI, Alia, is caring and cute, and the half-blood little angel in the dwarf village is my only warmth.
I created this world with my own hands, and I also buried my cause and effect with my own hands.
The dragon queen, who once regarded me as an ant, lowered her proud head at my feet. The mixed-race dwarf girl who once gave me warmth was the first ray of warmth I received when I came into this world. The system AI from the future seems to know something... And the whisperer girl elf in the distance has been singing poems to me for thousands of years... Who else will I meet...
Damn it, I, the down-and-out God of Creation, seem to be opening a harem for myself?
When the God of Creation becomes a player in the game, is my encounter with them a fateful punishment or the only salvation?
