She was meant to create a perfect world.
But what’s the point of perfection if the people living in it won’t stop breaking things?
After dying of overwork, Aerisse wakes up as a clueless Goddess of Creation, guided by a mysterious System named Myrith. Neither remembers their divine past, but something about him feels suspiciously charming and familiar.
Creating fictional worlds was one thing. Running an actual planet, managing reincarnated heroes and preventing apocalyptic-level chaos? Definitely not in the manual.
So Aerisse comes up with a plan:
What if she goes down there herself?