The Less Confident Savior and the Twelve Evil Gods

"Welcome, newcomer, or in other words, qualified candidate No. 13" The projection of a tired-looking woman floated above her head, with thick dark circles under her eyes, looking at me with the abrupt dead fish eyes on her delicate face. "The empire needs you to protect this border world surrounded by the abyss." "Oh, by the way, there are also your twelve seniors, but they are usually called the Twelve Evil Gods now. Come on, Lord Savior." "Huh?!!!" In deep confusion, I fell heavily into the twisted devil's nest and started my first day as the savior of another world.