Has the Fake Believer Crashed and Burned Today?

Gelsi, a cannon-fodder character who had transmigrated into another world, finally chose his profession when faced with threats from a brutal duke. "I want to become a glorious priest." "I sing of your gifts and praise your nobility. I am willing to offer all my loyalty to my Lord." The black-haired believer prayed devoutly. "Of course, the gods are generous and selfless. That's why I came here, drawn by your reputation." The black-haired believer made a wish before the altar: "My respected, supreme Lord of Light/Darkness/Nature... Surely your loyal follower can strike it rich this year?" "No one's faith is purer than mine." The young man kissed the golden cross. "Of course, my loyalty is just as pure." Later The black-haired believer watched as the continent crumbled and the gods descended. The worshipper beside him excitedly tugged at his clothes, eager to yell. The worshipper cried, "It's a divine revelation! A divine revelation!!" Gelsi: "..." The worshipper: "Gelsi! Oh my god! Your name is written up there! I knew it, you're so devout!" Gelsi: His smile gradually disappeared.jpg Wait, hold on, hold on. Nobody told me this was what was going to happen??? Seriously, the gods are real? #ThisIsNotHowTheScriptWasSupposedToGo# P.S. An indulgent, cathartic power fantasy. P.P.S. The protagonist is the focus. Pairing undecided. P.P.P.S. Includes Lovecraftian and horror elements. Cover art by the author. Theme: The protagonist doesn't need to explain his life. Survive to the end and you win.