I awoke from the unending blackness to be lying within a picturesque pasture, a rainbow of flowers shifting with a small breeze.

I sat up, and scanned my surroundings.

Em-

Empty.

I felt empty.

The reflection in my eyes was no longer there.

Where was I before I was here?

Did I exist before I was here?

When…

Suddenly a pop-up appeared within my vision.

QUEST FIND GRIMOIRE

I cocked my head. Find Grimoire? What?

I turned my head and saw, next to me, that there was a giant book with a green cat-eye in the cover.

I blinked, and picked it up.

A sense of belonging filled my being, as if the pit within my soul had been filled in.

It was amazing.

It was euphoric.

I could jack off to this sensation.

Seriously.

Yo, what?

Haha, I think I may have lost myself a little there, huh?

I glanced down at the book within my hands, and my eyes lit up, seeing the familiar green cat eye filled me with a sense of warmth, like meeting a family member that you hadn’t seen in a long time.

Wait…

Family… Member…

SHIT! MY FAM!

I JUST LEFT THEM THERE!!!

At least I think I did…?

But the error message said that it was resetting the settings, so idk what happened there.

I played with the worn corners of the grimoire subconsciously in thought.

Where was I anyway?

I looked around, and was confused for a moment, before I spotted a figure in the distance.

Ah! A person!

I bounced up, and bolted to them, appearing in an instant.

Their soft grey eyes covered slightly by their pastel green hair peered sleepily up at me for a second, before widening.

The woman toppled over, staring up at me, face aghast, and mouth opening and closing wordlessly.

Wow, I'm pretty big, huh? I don't think I was this big before.

I looked down at my chest, which had passed through puberty and had expanded to around a d-cup, and my eyebrows raised. A cattish grin crossed my face, I guess my boobs got big, too.

The lady that I was standing over had scrambled up, and bolted whilst I was ogling myself, leaving me wordlessly staring after her rapidly retreating form as she straight-up usain-bolted to a large palace-like building.

My eyes lit up, and I instantly dashed after her, floating incorporeally.

I appeared at her back as she entered the building and ran up the stairs, and stayed silent as she made her way up the winding tower, to an extravagant door.

She burst into a room with a giant round table, which had 9 people sitting around it, and gasped out a “Create… I saw… She was naked… Maker…” And then she promptly fainted, falling to the ground, leaving a wide-eyed me standing behind her, clutching my book as my eyebrows raised on my face in surprise at her fainting spell.

All nine pairs landed on me, displaying various levels of shock.

I coughed, “I -uh- I didn't cause that. It's not my fault she fainted,” I pointed down at the unconscious lady.

The woman at the head of the table, with dark blue hair pulled into a taut bun, slightly iridescent scaled skin and simple plain glasses cleared her throat, before bowing.

“It is a pleasure to be in your presence, Lord Creator,”

…

Eh?

My eyebrows shot up and all of the remaining eight bowed in succession, repeating the same phrase.

I coughed, “Hey, um, I'm a girl, not a guy,”

Honestly, my tits were plenty sizeable, could they not see? There's no way that I was a ‘lord’.

The room stayed silent for a moment, before I stuttered, “H-hey… Can you stop bowing? It's kind of weird,”

Instantly, they all shot up straight.

Weird.

The navy-haired lady spoke again, “I am, as you may know, oh omnipotent and benevolent Creator, Itonia, as bestowed by thee, the Goddess of Knowledge. Your arrival unto the corporeal plane is a revered occasion. For you to bestow upon us the blessing of your presence is-”

“Hey, shut up,” I cut her off.

All faces snapped towards my slightly irritated disposition, their expressions tightening in shock.

“Can you stop using such unnecessary words? It's exhausting just hearing you spit such nonsense, jeez,”

The mouse-brown haired girl nodded sleepily in agreement, “Yeah, I agree, ‘Tonia’s words are so long and make you fall asleep,” she explained, starting to doze off mid-sentence.

I nodded, and summoned plush chair next to the table, sitting down in it as the other eight members at the table stared at me, bewildered.

The guy next to me fidgeted, seemingly holding himself back from using his hands for something.

I yawned, breaking the silence, “So, I wanna know what happened?”

All eight faces turned confused, the snoozy girl from before now fast asleep on the table, drool pooling at her cheek.

An aged voice resounded from the thin figure covered in a black robe, face covered with a silver mirror-finish mask, long, straight, silver hair pooling down to the ground, “In regards to what, Creator?”

I curled up my legs in my chair, placing an elbow on the arm, propping my chin on my hand. “Oh, well…”

I closed my eyes and pursed my lips, fingers from my free hand absentmindedly playing with the Grimoire page corners, and fingers from my chin-propped hand tapping my bottom lip.

I sighed and opened my eyes, biting my lip, “Well, uh… I was brought here about… Well… My body right now is about…”

I pulled up my status to check, “It's about sixteen, so about sixteen years ago I was brought here,”

Confusion seemed to be just accumulating in the room, the tension rising as I somehow manage to confuse the Gods in the room more and more with my very unserious and vague words.

“I've been inhabiting this body or whatever for about sixteen years in Turraneté. I've been training it and stuff to withhold my power or something. Basically, I was alive for a while, then my surrogate family were attacked, I think I may have used ‘Divine Intervention’ or something, which is a skill I didn't know I had until then. A notification came and said it was ‘resetting the scenario’ or something, and then I woke up to find this-” I held up the leather book for them to see, “lying next to me, and my body had aged about four years?”

They were all dumbfounded. I obviously hadn't given them enough information.

I shrugged, “Haha, but I don’t know, whatever I guess? I just wanna know what that popup thing was going on about. It kinda took me off guard, you know,”

The room was silent.

I yawned.

“...”

I stared at them as they stared at me.

“...Uh… Any ideas, guys? If not, I'll just go,”

I pointed towards the door, and the mask-face person spoke up again, “I...I believe we may need some more context than that, holy Creator,”

I sighed, and curled up, yawning, “Well… Uh… Basically I come from another world and you guys were just a bunch of made-up characters in a world I had created through drawings and stories. I was killed by some dumbass with a gun, at the age of like, I dunno, 20? Then I was plonked into the body of a foetus, which developed, then was pushed out of a vagina. I was raised by elf and human parents in a powerful household, who were then framed for attempted assassination of Monarchs in our territory, so we went on the run and then we were chased and almost killed by some tamed Infernal Garoneets. I apparently used a divine skill and then was transported here, which I assume is THE EYE. I'm going to assume that you lot are the High-Gods and Goddesses, and this was originally a board meeting about sudden power levels going through the roof for unexpected reasons, which I am going to guess is because of my sudden arrival to this world,”

The room was once again silent.

Jesus, will these plebs ever open their mouths? I'm getting tired of being stared at!

I grunted, “Oi! Stop staring at me like rock golems, I need your input!”

The Itonia lady spoke up, “H-...how did you know that we were having a conference about-” I waved my hand, “Eh, it's a cliché. If this was a crappy online reincarnation novel written by a loser I would assume as such,”

(btw, THE EYE is the god realm. It's like heaven but just gods and no souls)

“Wait…” The white-haired guy who was fidgeting next to me spoke up, “Our Creator is a female… She was summoned to our world… which she claims is just a story she slapped together… and she’s the reason for our sudden magical upheaval???! I think I'm going to pass out, dear lord,” His face turned as white as his hair, and sweat trickled down his forehead. He certainly looked like he was going to pass out, haha.

I petted his shoulder, “Homare, chill out dude, it’s okay,”

Everyone tensed up.

I shrugged, “Hey, who cares about what happened back then, I just need to know ‘what exactly is the notification system’ thing?”

A blue rectangle popped up in front of my face.

[Q: What exactly is the Notification System?

A: The Notification System is a system created from the Creator’s mind to assist in the smooth transferral and accustomation to the Creator into the true Creator’s power. The Creator, otherwise, could risk destroying all 99283473822819101283737291193 multiverses, as the power of The Ultimate is not a power perceptible by a mortal soul.

Thus, a soul must grow into the power, to ensure safe acclimation.]

…

“Wow, what a convenient System,” I spoke out loud, causing the others to question my sanity.

I cleared my throat then read it out loud.

Afterwards, the confusion seemed to calm a little. “So, uh… Basically what's happened is my soul has been transferred from my original world into this world, but if I was given the powers in their entirety all at once I could destroy all existence both future and past. So, my powers and soul -I think- have acted on their own and created a way to help me ease into being omnipotent and omniscient?” I hummed a little, then laughed lightheartedly, scratching the back of my head, “What a weird thing to happen, haha!”

As if a sudden, unknown force had broken through all minds at once, a universal “The Creator of existence is a complete dunderhead…” rang through the subconscious minds of all beings situated in Hearthia.