Multiverse Chaos : The Tale of a Bored Goddess
OFFICIAL DIVINE ABSTRACT
Subject: Yan Meigui, Great Goddess of Life, Luck, War, Tax Evasion, & 37 Other Domains
(Job openings were plentiful last millennium. Pension plan? Cosmic.)
STATUS REPORT:
Supreme cosmic power? ✓
Omniscient wisdom? ✓
Ability to warp reality on a whim? ✓✓✓
Escaping soul-crushing, eternity-spanning boredom? ...Error 404.
Heaven’s predictable. So predictable. Brunch with Buddha? He always orders avocado toast. Armageddon committee meetings? Agenda item 3: Apocalypse rescheduling (raincheck for Ragnarök). Yan’s only escape? Binge-reading mortal fiction. So much drama! So much chaos! So much… unpredictability.
Then—A Divine Epiphany™:
“Hear me out…” Yan whispered to the void (HR was on lunch break). “What if… I just… GO INTO the stories? Experience the drama firsthand? Maybe… tweak a few plot points? For, uh, narrative enhancement?”
OBJECTIONS OVERRULED:
“Are those worlds even real?” scoffed the Angel of Pedantic Queries. Yan's secretary.
Yan waved a hand. Puff. He became a very confused garden gnome.
“Well, OBVIOUSLY they’re real,” she declared, adjusting her war helmet (doubles as a knitting basket). “Where else would all these weird ideas come from? Mortals aren’t that creative.”
MISSION PARAMETERS:
Descend Immediately. Heavenly predictability = Terminated.
Experience ALL THE STORIES. Romance! Intrigue! That one is about competitive cheese rolling!
Optional Objective: Introduce "Controlled Narrative Enhancements" (a.k.a. Make Some Chaos™).
ARMED WITH:
Divine boredom
A slightly used "World-Hopping VIP Pass" (expires: never)
Zero understanding of mortal consequences (It’s fine! She’s Goddess of Luck, too!)
WARNING: Reality stability not guaranteed. Mortal sanity optional. All stories are subject to divine "editorial input."
CURRENT LOCATION: Chapter 1, Page 1... somewhere. Probably involving velociraptors. Or sentient badgers. Maybe both. Let the games begin!