As a time traveler, in this Western fantasy interface, you have neither the ambition to be at the top of the world nor the ambition to change the world. You are just waiting to die in front of the most incompetent Holy Son in the history of the Holy See. Then, you become the man chosen by the gods.
The so-called false gods are the playthings of gods. Even if their individual power is comparable to that of gods, they are still creatures who will always obey and love their creator.
And you were chosen to become a false god. In order to avoid the tragic fate of false gods, you have worked conscientiously on your interface and can be called the top ten good creators. Until one day, you finally remembered that you were the god Zhuan. Because you failed in the battle between gods, your real memory was sealed by another god Zhuan who was different from you, and you made up the memory of time travel and sent it to the Western Fantasy interface. Then, you strike. You immediately decide to run away and return to your original interface. Sadly, the power of the laws of this world has expanded to the point where your sealed power cannot open the interface barrier.
What's even sadder is that when more of your memories are unsealed, you find that the things you were sealed about are not simple.