In this world, I created a game to feed my family. But… “Line block! Disciple! Give me the line block!!” “Killing Aerys! Are you even human to do that?!” “Look at this! Didn’t Jim unify the continent! Jim is truly the emperor who will unify the Three Kingdoms!” “Hahaha! Beans taste better when peeled!!” “Gacha is a bad for civilization! It’s war!” The world history began to flow in a strange direction.

Becoming the physician of the villainess who brought about the world’s destruction, I tried to escape to survive, but the reactions were strange.

The story of a human reincarnated as the Creator God of a new world, and her observation logs of the burgeoning new world and life. — Dragons, which have existed since before the birth of human civilization, became the guardian dragons of the empire. But whether you guys call me that or not, I’m going to sleep.

The literature of this other world was atrocious. So, I plagiarized. Don Quixote, Anna Karenina, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, The Metamorphosis… I thought that unraveling the literature of the original world would advance the literature of this other world. “Those who dream and those who do not, who really is the mad one?” “To live or to die, that is the question.” “No matter how fatal the mistake, it is different from a sin.” But then, people began to immerse themselves too deeply in the novels I plagiarized. Can’t a novel just be seen as a novel…?