[Crossover] After I Became Unemployed

*The main story is told in first person.

*I can't write blurbs anymore. I'm dead, so this may change at any time.

*The CP is undecided. I'm a little torn, but I have someone in mind.

*This is just a story for my own enjoyment. There is no logic.

Before I experienced the harsh realities of society firsthand, I thought gods were like this:

Sitting in a luxurious room, holding a little fan and smiling demurely;

Waving a hand and having countless followers offer gold, silver, and jewels;

Loved by everyone, with flowers blooming wherever they went, and friendly neighbors.

In reality... they were like this:

Putting up flyers without getting caught, rushing all over town for five yuan;

Using the same fan and the same outfit from birth to death, probably. If you go dumpster diving, then just forget I said that;

Being willing to eat and run for a meal, and, despite being a god, getting accused of never having grown out of an edgy phase.

I kind of miss the days when I could freeload and wait to die. QAQ

The bright moon in the sky fell into my arms, and gave birth to a feeling it should not have.

Once that feeling took root, every mountain, river, and stream I saw became your tenderness.

The wind carried the moon's clear light and the stars' shadows into my dreams,

And for all the years to come,

Only you would remain as vivid as yesterday, like a beautiful dream.

"Everything I see blurs into light and shadow within time,

Only you are scattered across every mountain and river I have traveled."

Theme: The story of a god who was once treated with kindness by others, and finally learned to treat others kindly