Fired Characters from an Idle Game

0. That Crappy Game Became Reality

Before my eyes bloomed a deluge of messages.

[Mirien, Storm of the Northern Sea, dreams of defying Heaven. A Tower Ascends.]

[Asteria, Queen who Devoured Stars, whispers of Fate. Emptiness Arrives.]

[Karne, Mother of Ill Omens, sings of Ruin. Fear the Night.]

[Selene, the Scorched Saintess, scatters Karmic Flames. The Abyss Opens.]

[…]

“….”

I knew these messages.

The very messages that appeared when drawing characters in that game.

Even the names were familiar. The names of characters I’d seen only yesterday.

But the one difference was this: unlike before, when I saw them beyond a screen, now calamity itself stood right before my eyes.

Kugugugu.

A tower rose between skyscrapers, the moon vanished from the night sky, a murder of crows blanketed the heavens, the ground split open and crimson flames surged forth.

“Well, shit.”

Indeed.

The world had pretty much ended.

Because of the disasters I’d carelessly unleashed.