Despicably squeezed out? It doesn't matter, you can still switch departments.
Think I can only draw? Unexpectedly, I can also use computers.
Unsatisfactory in reality? That's okay, there's still games.
In my world, I am the president of the guild, kill my love rivals, follow the gods, and abscond with huge sums of money.
In front of the world, his majesty is infinite. Why am I just a novice in front of a great God! ! ?
"I heard that you are protective of your shortcomings?"
"Huh?"
"Madam, your husband has been bullied. Please vent your anger on your behalf."
"Aha?"
Why are you still such a softie sometimes?
"Why don't we get married."
"What! I don't want to marry someone else for a mission."
"Oh?"
"But you are a great god, so I'll just make do with it, great god!"
Was he kidnapped like that?
Is life complete with a great God? . . . . . .