One day, everything changed.
I was just standing on a hill, minding my own business, when the world flashed—and in the next moment, I was somewhere else. A whole new world, filled with magic, swords, kingdoms, and monsters.
At first, I panicked. Who wouldn’t?
But I quickly realized something odd: I was stranded on a small hill surrounded by a massive, glowing magic circle. Beyond it? A dark forest teeming with monsters, demons, and God-knows-what else.
Still, it wasn't that bad.
Why? Because I had been chosen—personally selected by the God of Wealth.
Every single day, my inventory auto-filled with legendary-grade items, wealth beyond imagination, and spell scrolls that could level cities. My system allowed me to buy literally anything from across the multiverse—food, weapons, artifacts—at zero cost, thanks to the divine credit from my patron deity.
By the fifth day, the wealth pouring into my inventory exceeded the limits of human counting. Gold overflowed like a broken dam. I could drown a kingdom in riches just from one afternoon's income.
And as if that weren't enough, I had a trillion forbidden spells at my disposal. One flick, and I could wipe a continent off the map.
So yeah... I had everything.
Everything—except someone to show it all off to.