Dear audience from beyond this world:

How was the performance? How was the narrative? I hope it did not bore you that much, and that you’ve found some valid entertainment in the journey. Oh, and I hope you wouldn’t be frustrated at the ending to a supposed “unending” war.

Avalel was an ideal vessel. He was a kind individual and could’ve had some semblance of a peaceful life in that village of his, even if the war were to rage for eternity outside. He had a noble heart, something quite a few people certainly lack, but he was also weak, a boy who couldn’t go far if he dared venture outside of his forest.

I protected him. I made him the hero so he would have the ideal path to victory. Without me, he would be nothing. He was created, molded into the ideal vessel, losing bits of his original self over time so he would become stronger. I made him doubt so I could find an excuse to break him down further, to dismantle that bland, weak personality for something greater, something fitting for the hero of the story.

And I did. For his growth, I killed his closest companions to free him of their shackles. Well, to call it “free” would be a disservice to what I’ve done. I blessed him to make him grow stronger. As expected, he broke. Bit by bit. Piece by piece. He realized his own weakness, and eventually, naturally, he just became the hero I wanted him to be.

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And all this time, it was very, very entertaining.

Am I the so-called “God” of the world? Yes. Am I benevolent? I’d like to think so. I elevated a mortal to godlike status and gave the broken world a chance at redemption. In a sense, through Avalel, I saved the world in an entertaining way. There was no illogical development where it felt out of place, nor was there any scene where I artificially made him powerful just because I wanted to.

I could do that, of course, but that wouldn’t be very entertaining, would it?

There were… mishaps along the way, places where I miscommunicated and molded the world in a way not exactly desirable. However, these are but little inconveniences. A little change here and there and they would never realize. The whole timeline could change, the hero being a completely different identity, and no one would notice. It just wouldn’t be entertaining, so I ultimately decided to take the path that led to this point.

What do you think?

To see one break and lose oneself in such a meticulous, gradual, ugly manner, all while his fate is predestined by the author of this world is a sight to behold, isn’t it?