The real fusangshen, the sense of historical precipitation, explore jiojio on the edge of becoming a real god.
The false fusangshen, one god at a time, tap-dancing on the edge of Ragnarok.
Shimizu Hayano, a former god judge who is now a lost god, thinks about which god to kill today every day.
Shimizu Hayano: Look at this god, he is so purple and angry, he is not as good as us...
(Private facilities like mountains, serious OOC)
(The protagonist has a ceiling in combat power. Even if he is not tall enough, it does not prevent him from jumping up and blowing up the enemy's head)
Intention: Relaxed
