Long after he began promoting games in this monster-filled world, Lu Si'en became the ruler of the gaming empire he had built with his own hands.
Starting from nothing, he had successfully nurtured gaming culture so that both he and people around the world could enjoy games. It should have been a wonderful thing.
But could someone please explain why these people kept pestering him!
"Mr. Lu Si'en, you are the people's overwhelming choice for the throne. Please ascend at once!" This was the current heir apparent, earnestly pleading with him.
"Your Excellency Lu Si'en, you are the only one qualified to inherit the authority of the Pope. Please think it over!" This was the tearful cardinal.
"Lord Lu Si'en, the world's greatest mage, please restore the Mage Council!" This was the grand mage, eyes full of hope.
And then there was Samuel, the church's holy son...
"There's no way I'm going to work. I want to stay by your side every minute of every day."
Lu Si'en: "..."
But he was just a gaming enthusiast!
Books written in the future about Lu Si'en all say:
He was a saint descended from the heavens, the key to humanity's fate.
He was a light that shone through the darkness, God's compassion for humankind.
He was the greatest savior of all time...
Lu Si'en: What happened? Didn't I come here to make games?
[Revised version, 2022-10-16]
★Reading guide:
★Contains a few Lovecraftian elements.
★1v1, HE.
Theme: Haven't decided
