I Pretended to Be the Creator God's Chosen One

After an accident, Ying Zhengya transmigrated into the comic he had drawn. As a criminal who had stolen a holy relic, he was about to have his wings stripped away and be cast into the abyss.

Stealing a holy relic was a crime against the gods, especially since the relic the original owner had stolen was a treasure left behind by the Creator.

All the gods in this world worshipped the Creator, who had once created the world before departing. Ying Zhengya had touched the taboo of all the chief gods, and they wanted nothing more than to kill him.

To save himself, Ying Zhengya's mind raced. Just before his punishment, he came up with a solution and said, "What if I'm the Creator's divine chosen?"

As everyone else stared at him in shock and suspicion, Ying Zhengya raised his hand. The holy relic resonated with him. As the author from beyond this world, Ying Zhengya knew the true way to activate it.

The relic blazed with dazzling light in his hand. The Creator's power awakened, revealing the gods' true forms.

Ying Zhengya turned a god who had just been shouting that he was a fake and an impostor into a fluffy sunbird.

The gods were stunned.

So the Creator had not departed after all, but had left behind a divine chosen.

Ying Zhengya survived and even managed to find the ruined temple the Creator had left behind. The gods either respected him, ignored him, or still harbored suspicions about him. Ying Zhengya faced them all calmly, but there was one person he couldn't handle.

That was the mad male lead in his script, who would destroy heaven and earth, annihilate everything, and become so consumed by hatred for the Creator that his mind would twist beyond recognition.

He was also the most popular character Ying Zhengya had ever written, the one with the strongest presence, so popular he could support Ying Zhengya all by himself.

When the God of Destruction appeared, his strength eclipsing all others and his popularity so overwhelming that he could beat up the other gods, he was the strongest fighter even when making a guest appearance in other comics. Ying Zhengya seemed to see a dense cloud of black energy behind him.

That had to be his burning hatred for the Creator.

Ying Zhengya felt immense pressure.

After creating the world, the Creator disappeared without a trace. Asarla was the source of destruction, born alongside the Creator as their twin.

The Creator made the world. Asarla destroyed it.

In the hundredth year after the Creator's departure, Asarla thought they had only gone away temporarily.

In the two hundredth year after the Creator's departure, Asarla prayed devoutly: if the Creator hated them, then they would never appear again.

...In the three thousandth year after the Creator's departure, Asarla lay in the divine coffin where they had been born, watching the mortal world bustle beyond the temple. All things were immersed in conflict and slaughter. They had forgotten the Creator's grace, and forgotten that destruction and creation were born together.

Having lost the one they loved and seeking to atone for themselves, Asarla looked upon this lively scene and slowly curled their lips into a scarlet smile.

If you won't come back, then I will destroy everything you created.

A world abandoned by its Creator should never have existed in the first place.

Until one day, Asarla discovered a divine chosen. The god they hated and loathed most of all had left behind a divine chosen.

Asarla closed in, step by step. Ying Zhengya was driven into a corner, and just as he thought he was doomed, Asarla said with red-rimmed eyes, "Of all the gods, am I the one they hate most...?"

Ying Zhengya: "Huh?"

Don't be like that, my boy. You're my favorite character.

Watching the protagonist cling desperately to him as if he had grabbed the last straw that could save him, Ying Zhengya could only sigh and take on the task of educating the God of Destruction and guiding him toward goodness.

He was quick to say things like, "Actually, you're the god the Creator worries about most," and, "You're the god the Creator loves most."

The God of Destruction was so pleased by his reassurances that plans to destroy the world kept getting pushed back. Asarla's gaze grew increasingly strange, until one day, Ying Zhengya's secret identity as the author was exposed.

Asarla: Heh. I'm the creation you love most, right?

Ying Zhengya: Actually, I can explain... Could you put me down first?!

One-on-one romance. It should actually be a pet-raising and farming story. The top is crazy, and the bottom is very affectionate.

Beautiful older nonhuman top x unlucky, handsome comic artist bottom

A story about transmigrating into your own comic and getting stuck with your favorite character.

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