Class F Waste? No, I Am the Messenger of Joy

During the awakening ceremony, everyone was looking forward to obtaining a powerful combat profession. When it was his turn, two words popped up coldly on the screen—— "Cartoonist, F-rated." The whole audience burst into laughter. In this world where the Awakened dominate everything and monsters from the abyss threaten the survival of mankind at all times, F-level life occupations mean waste among wastes. No one knows that sleeping in his body is the only gift of destiny in this world - a gift from the Star God of Joy, Aha. No one knows that this playful and smiling F-grade trash was an actor in his previous life. When the illusion flows from the tip of the pen, when the creation in the painting comes to reality, when the plot of the battlefield is rewritten by him—— All those who had laughed at him finally realized one thing: The most terrifying thing in this world is not the abyss, but a madman who draws your life into a caricature. "Don't be nervous, I'm just having fun." ——He smiled and drew his first smile on the desperate battlefield.