Blurb One:
Yawei is baffled by his transmigration. Others transmigrate because of a car accident, dying suddenly after staying up all night, or, at the very least, getting into an accident while saving someone. But he only went to sleep, so how did he transmigrate?
Since he cannot find a way back, Yawei has no choice but to live in this future world under the identity of the body's original owner. Then he discovers that he seems to have awakened a talent for prophecy, with predictions that are uncannily accurate.
The things he blurts out without thinking always come true. Whenever he thinks something will fail, an unexpected mishap happens in all sorts of unforeseen ways.
As a result, his younger brother, who insists with absolute conviction that he has autism and photophobia and therefore does not want to socialize, go out, or attend school, and would rather stay home all day, always looks desperate and tells him to shut up.
Just as Yawei thinks he will have to spend his whole life living in someone else's body and identity, going through an ordinary life in this future world, he meets a friend.
This friend has the looks he likes, the personality he admires, and interests that match his own perfectly. The only downside is that this friend is always surrounded by a bunch of strange people. Sometimes they even slip up and call his friend "Father God." They also get into conflicts with him because his friend is close to Yawei.
Just before Yawei has to part with his friend, those strange people who used to surround his friend start surrounding him instead, calling him "Father God."
Yawei asks his younger brother in confusion, "Should I call the police and report a cult, or a bunch of perverts?"
The blond, silver-eyed little boy replies gleefully, "Neither. You should call the hospital. They should have had their eyes checked ages ago. A bunch of blind people who can't even recognize their own father!"
Blurb Two:
Ever since transmigrating, Yawei has been falling into all sorts of strange dreams.
Most of the time, he is alone in his dreams, quietly sitting in a sacred, magnificent white palace. There is not a sound, and the loneliness makes him shiver with cold.
Sometimes he dreams that he is seated high above on a flight of steps, looking down at seven six-winged angels kneeling below with their heads bowed.
He even dreams of the legendary scenes of Hell. There, a six-winged fallen angel with ink-black wings tells him over and over, "I hate you." Another dark figure is always clinging to him, showering him with endless sweet words.
Now and then, a jade-green figure appears beside him, every movement radiating a composure and elegance that leave him feeling inferior.
At first, the scenes in his dreams are always blurry. The settings are blurry, the sounds are blurry, and the faces of the beings in them are blurry, too.
But as time passes, his dreams gradually become clearer. Then he realizes that the beings in his dreams all have counterparts in the real world.
Just as he starts to wonder why he is having daydreams in the middle of the night, those people find him and, whether excited, grief-stricken, or conflicted, call him by the title from his dreams.
In that instant, dream and reality overlap completely. They call him:
- Father God.
1. This is the otherworldly future arc of Who Told You to Be Careless About Creation! It is not a sequel! Not a sequel! Not a sequel!
2. It's fine if you haven't read Who Told You to Be Careless About Creation! Feel free to enjoy this story.
3. This is a wish-fulfillment story, satisfying, exhilarating, and adorable. The Creator God, archangels, demon kings, elves, dragons, and all kinds of other races are thrown together with humanity.
4. There are many characters with unrequited feelings for the protagonist, and there are romantic scenes, so I won't label it as no-CP. Please understand.
5. This story is male-led, male-led, male-led.
Another story about Father God and his creations in a different world:
Who Told You to Be Careless About Creation!
Theme: Still thinking about it
