I Became a Munchkin Constellation in a Game

There was a game I enjoyed.

Becoming the highest authority of the cult, leading the followers, and expanding my influence.

Reinforcing the followers again, turning faith into resources to strengthen my power.

Fighting against other religious factions, and farming once more.

Beyond the long playtime, I finally became the absolute being within the game.

“Wow, this is sex.”

Reality may be weak, but the game will be grand.

My sanctuary, my oxygen respirator, my everything.

Having completed a day’s worth of play, I pressed the game exit button with a sense of pride.

“The world still needs your attention and love, O Divine Parent.”

“…Huh?”

But the game doesn’t end.