I entered the depression diary I wrote.
The system says that if you want to survive, you must make everyone laugh.
But when I was alive, I was a talk show star, and after my death, I became the owner of a coffin shop——
The clients are a group of sad-faced gods who have lived for eight thousand years.
I thought this was hell difficulty.
Until I discovered that it was harder to make them laugh than to make my mother praise me.
Later, I realized: God is also a human being, but I emo for a longer time.
So I told them about the loneliness of the last human being in the wasteland, held a thunder forum for the sword god who failed to survive the tribulation, and opened an experience center for the unemployed dragon-slaying hero and let him be an NPC...
Later, the system said: Get ready, we are going to tour all the worlds.
Sitting under the stage are survivors who have not laughed in three thousand years, a sword god trapped by inner demons, the King of Hell who wants to resign, and an AI that has fallen into an existential crisis after awakening...
And, the god in the first row who smiles the happiest——
It seems to be my mother.
My name is Shen Moyan, and I suffer from depression.
He is also the only comedian in the world.
The cover of this half-burned diary says——
"Don't be afraid, I'm a professional."
It's very beautiful, everyone can come and see it