A Boring Life of an Immortal God
"Should I destroy this world?” he asked, not with anger, but with the same energy as someone deciding whether to take a nap.
“Master, please don’t,” his attendant replied, already exhausted by his god’s boredom.
I am Lin Xuan a transmigrator who somehow ended up becoming an Immortal God.
And honestly? It wasn’t as cool as I expected.
I thought immortality meant absolute power, the ability to command life and death, reshape stars, and awe the heavens.
But when I finally became an Immortal God…
All I got was eternal boredom.
No enemies strong enough to fight.
No heavens brave enough to rebel.
Even destroying worlds became a chore.
Then one day, while wandering the mortal realms just to kill time, I saw him
A weak young man being bullied.
A sudden lucky encounter.
A destiny aura so bright it hurt my divine eyes.
I froze.
“…Wait a second.”
This scene felt way too familiar.
Broken background.
Mysterious inheritance.
Heaven-defying luck.
It was exactly like the protagonists from the novels I read in my previous life.
A Protagonist Concept, the kind of person fate itself bends over backward to support.
For the first time in countless eras, I felt something new.
Amusement.
What happens if an Immortal God who has read too many webnovels starts messing with a destined protagonist?
Do I secretly help him?
Steal his lucky chances?
Or casually rewrite his plot out of boredom?
After all
If fate insists on following a script,
Then I’ll be the author who adds the worst possible outcome.