Before she became a god, Huijian Xying was highly regarded among her friends as being very reliable and trustworthy.
All problems can be solved, from personal problems to saving the world.
But when Huijian Xuying became a god, everything changed.
He rejuvenated his friends and traveled through time, merged different worlds together, accidentally rewrote the historical development of the world, and sent his friends to the wrong time and space again.
One sneeze, one mistake, one moment makes the world shake.
After "Everything is Tokiomi's fault", "Everything is Tokiomi's fault" was born.
Everyone: Whose fault is it this time?
Hui Jian. God of trouble. Hu Ying: My pot, my pot.
#Let's listen to God's story
# is dealing with the emotional entanglements and psychological consultation within □□ again today.
#With all due respect, everyone here should call me dad/grandpa more than my actual age.
#BigBrother, what's going on with your son? Street lamp king?
#Long years no see, my daughter has grown up, and I have become a grandma.
#Zai Osamu, if you want to commit suicide, go ahead and commit suicide. Keep the wing sister in your hands and destroy Yokohama. Do you know?
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I haven't finished Bungou Stray Dogs yet, and I'm not very good at writing. In addition, this is purely about expressing feelings and writing for fun, so there will probably be a lot of mistakes.
Switch between first person, second person, and third person according to your mood. Please forgive me if it looks confusing.
A large number of original characters appear, all kinds of scene-stealing points. The plot has no logic at all and is brainless.
The plot of the original work is ruined and has a lot of personal settings. It is extremely disrespectful to the original work and has nothing to do with the plot of the original work. Maybe it is an original work under the guise?
Pay attention to daily and original character memories.
The characters belong to the original work, the ooc belongs to me, and the Buddhist style is updated.
Finally, Mary Sue warns.