[Esoteric Cult] Transmigrating Doesn’t Mean I Don’t Have to Work

"Players take on the role of someone exploring the mysteries of the occult. In a world of hidden gods and layers of secret history, during the 1920s, you may pursue knowledge, power, beauty, or revenge. Or perhaps you simply want to understand the colors hidden beneath the world's surface..."

That's what the Cultist Simulator wiki says.

But anyone who's played it knows that no matter what you worship or what cult you establish, you still have to hustle to make ends meet.

In two words: go to work.

After I complained to my sister, who plays Cultist Simulator with me, about Old Man Hours constantly watching over our work, London in 1920 gained a new, unhinged wage slave.

And just when I'd finally come to terms with reality, I somehow found myself face-to-face with someone both strange and familiar in a graveyard.

"You?!"

"Huh? Me?!"

What else could we do? We decided to work together and ascend.

"Damn it, Bureau of Suppression, stop investigating already, aaah!"

"Going to work, hahaha, going to work! I'm doing just fine!"

"Sick again!"

"It's three o'clock, let's do something awful!"

Maybe ascending requires sacrificing your mental health first. ()

Warning:

The author's mental state is less than ideal.

The writing is absolutely terrible.

If you don't like it, please leave as soon as possible to avoid non-physical injury.

Theme: Work diligently and ascend conscientiously