I complained that the play script in this other world was terrible. But then they told me, ‘If you don’t like it, write it yourself.’” I got so mad that I plagiarized the lives of famous people and made them into scripts. ⌠Your Highness, I still have twelve battleships.⌡ ⌠The die is cast.⌡ ……But it ended up being way more popular than I expected. Somebody, help me!!!

I’ve become the time-stop breeding uncle from an erot*c game. But the situation is completely f*cked up, so I saved the world first. Before I knew it, people around me were praising me as a hero. …..I don’t give a f*ck about being a hero, I just want to retire. f*ck.

I taught the villains to return to reality. But they came as heroes.

After my death, I returned to the academy I was expelled from. Strangely, my friend’s female friends keep flirting with me.

I just want to see the faces of those who cherish me, utterly ruined and soaked in guilt, as I die tragically right before their eyes. (The End)

“You sloppy orc~ You can’t take down a girl?” He became the Mesugaki character in the Academy game. But the taunt works too well.

“A, a dragon!!” “We have to offer a live sacrifice!!” “A dragon devouring the kingdom! I, the hero of Asgard, have come to vanquish you!” I’m not a dragon, you fools.

The super cowardly me installed Super Coward Mode, and the terrifying extraterrestrials started to look cute. “Eating the flesh of an extraterrestrial deity? You’re not human! Ew!” “Even withstanding mental manipulation? What kind of monster are you!” “Enslaving an extraterrestrial deity? You must be out of your mind.” …And then, the reactions around me became 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…?