It was supposed to be the best story I’d ever created, my love letter to the fantasy genre. It had heroes gathering mythical artifacts, an epic fight with a dragon, and adventure! But instead, due to a faulty narration device, this story now had me, in the flesh. Which means I, the creator of this world, now have God-like powers to do whatever I want, and when someone has unlimited abilities, it starts to corrupt even the best of individuals. An unlucky guy like me becoming God is a recipe for disaster. Everything is now ruined. There is no epic journey. There are no forging friendships. There’s not even a fight with a dragon anymore. There is no skill to gain, no progress to be made, because I am literally God. The only thing I needed to focus on is finding a way out of my story. Oh, and to not go insane with power and destroy everything I created. Ugh, this is going to suck.