God Sold Her Brother Again

Being a god is an amazing job, since you have to create and manage a world. The problem is, gods like to snatch one another's worlds at the drop of a hat. But why! Why is my adorable little sister a god, of all things?! Aaaaaaaaaah! What the hell am I supposed to do as her big brother?! No, no, no! I have to protect my precious little darling! --The lighthearted version GM: Your top priority is protecting the little girl you created, got it?! Do what you did in the Second World here, too! Bottom: Okay. (Sharpening a blade, ready to protect the little girl.) God: Big brother, big brother, big brother! Another god is picking on me! QAQ Bottom: Okay. (Swallows the other god's world.) God: Big brother, big brother, big brother! I can't deal with all this paperwork! QAQ Bottom: Okay. (Takes on every last responsibility.) God: Big brother, big brother, big brother! Manage my world for me. I want to play a round of Honor of Kings! QAQ Bottom: Okay. (Creates a second identity just for this.) God: Big brother, big brother, big brother! Marry Lucifer for the sake of my figurine collection. Bottom: Okay... Wait, what? Top: You said yes. (Pulls out a voice recorder.) The bottom draws his sword and lunges at the GM: What the hell is this plot?! --The real version Actually, history is always full of things we don't know. (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ Bottom-focused, mainly intersex characters, proceed with caution if that's not your thing. One-on-one, lighthearted, irreverent history (sort of), two top-tier gamers (sort of). An original world setting, explained gradually.