I Kill Gods with My Pen

I entered an AI historical sandbox controlled by future humans, and became a stepping stone for the male protagonist in a Machiavellian novel. When those "creators" randomly added plagues, wars and "new characters" in front of the screen, I touched the holes in the world. They use data to falsify history and treat all living beings as playthings; I used this stolen, needle-level authority to start writing a real anti-aliasing - starting from modifying the death time of an insignificant NPC, until overturning the entire experimental field. Those who are emptied will eventually be emptied.