Forced to Become a Prophet [Infinite]

Blurb:

"Go right. There's a demon on the left."

You put on a demon mask and grip your sickle. Under your threat, a group of players have no choice but to go right.

"In three minutes, you'll die from eating one extra piece of cake."

You smear some mysterious black substance on the cake and force it into an NPC's mouth, watching as he foams at the mouth and collapses, twitching.

"The bride's actually pretty pitiful. She just wants a groom. Oh, and you'll marry her."

You kidnap a player and force him into the bridal chamber.

Wiping away sweat that isn't there, you record in your little notebook: Another day of perfect predictions.

Players/monsters: Have you no manners?

You have a secret. You've played this game before, and you acquired a little notebook of prophecies. Every time something written in it comes true, you gain faith and gradually ascend to godhood. If it doesn't come true, time rewinds and you start over.

You hurriedly wrote down what happened in your first run, then discovered that the game had changed a little.

Now that things have come to this, you, the prophet, have no way out.

So you heft your weapon and point it at everyone: Believe me, or die.

Reading guide:

1. An absurdly overpowered power fantasy. The main story is in third person.

2. Parody, tormenting characters, over-the-top expressions, memes, and absolutely no limits.

3. Funny, goofy, lighthearted, indulgently satisfying, and with the style of a passionate anime.

4. My take on the infinite-flow genre.

Theme: Be a good person.