Mysterious: Calamity of Dawn

Mysterious: Calamity of Dawn I, Lathander, Lord of the Dawn of Toril, the original God-King who emerged from the Battle of the Creation Gods. He blew up the Elf Kingdom, offended the Creator, merged with his crazy boyfriend, and was reincarnated into a mysterious world. Then... She was kept at home as a "fairy doll". Platinum long curly hair, honey gold eyes, baby face, tear stain, and lace bow. My family said I was too beautiful and precious to leave the house. The father is a "brown zombie of death" who stood in the wrong line and wore an old dress to cut the ribbon; the sister is a "glass bead" who wears a dress more expensive than Hera and prays to fools; the eldest brother is a loser and the second brother is a tool. For seventeen years, I held a golden lion doll, read the Financial Times, calculated land rent, wrote mechanical patents, played the golden harp, and held board meetings on the pink princess bed—— Aguang (Lathander): "A new day, a new dawn." Ahei (Cyric): "Kill them, kill them." Little Ben: "The weak deserve to be dominated." Barr Jr.: "Murder, murder, I'm full." Little Melkor: "Everyone will die anyway." Six-in-one, I am the chairman. Today is ribbon cutting day. The father wore a brown suit of death to die, and the sister was recoded to become the Fool's Anchor. I stabbed the puff pastry soup with a silver spoon at the breakfast table without smiling. Mom said she would come see me in the afternoon. She knew I understood. This system is mass-producing zombies and glass beads and calling it "decent." I won't act anymore. Run. This article is a fanfic of "Lord of Mysteries", but it does not follow the original route. Use the divine king to reduce the dimensionality to combat the "sour pie" of ordinary citizens.