"Do you want to know why there is no god in charge of reality?" The god's dreamy purple eyes narrowed, and the "god stone" in front of him emitted a faint light, and the strong pressure dropped - the god was very angry.
"I conceived this world, I turned it into reality, and I allowed you to be accepted into the world."
"Don't you understand? I am reality."
At the moment of enlightenment, screams of panic arose one after another. The rebels looked at the gods on the city wall as if they had fallen into an illusion, feeling the rejection from everywhere in an instant, and finally died, leaving nothing behind.
"Pathetic."
(Interstellar + God world view, in the early stage he was happy and in the later stage the male protagonist began to seriously rehabilitate himself. The protagonist is so strong that there is nothing to say. Warning for newbies and new stories with long arcs, so be it)
Intention: Fantasy and creation, this is reality.