Needless to say, I don't own anything but the story.


King has read about novels, manga's and watched anime's about transferring to another world. Coined into a term known as 'Isekai'. But such a thing wasn't possible in real life... right?


Act 1


(Chapter 1: Transfer)

In city M, a small inconspicuous apartment...

"Phew, that was TOUGH." King said, as he slumped in his chair, exhausted over his recent- and frequent work. Beside him, another would-be inconspicuous person, save his bald head, was scratching his head over something on a different computer.

"Hey King, what does the status [Divine Empowerment] give?" Saitama asked King about the new effect he had programmed in. King looked up in thought, before responding, "It boosts everything from EXP gain to all your stats by 50 times." Saitama, surprised at the overpowered effect, questioned:

"Isn't that a little to much?" Saitama sweat-dropped at the absurd effects of the new buff King was working on. King replied with "Which is why it's only a 10-minute duration, and only occurs in a 1/5000 chance every level up," as he got off his chair, and headed to the fridge to get a well-deserved drink to rejuvenate his body over a programming-spree.

King usually developed scripts for visual-novel types of games, where the playing was simple, and not very interactive, and more focused on the story, but King was doing a new request. He actually went with the alias of 'God-NEET' online as a master script-writer, a freelance game-tester, and a programming maniac. He was paid handsomely every job, usually ranging from 50,000 to millions of yen. And this was especially big. And by big, we mean BIG. A neat sum of exactly 5 billion yen. That big.

It was actually to create an entire game. Everything from the story-line, to the play-styles, even the genre, was decided by King. And this time, King chose something that he wasn't that well-versed in. MMOs. So. King got to work, creating everything by hand, from the mobs, the designs, the code itself, EVERYTHING.

Even with a 3-year deadline, that was still too much to push on one person. That is, if the person was an ordinary one, at all. King could've knocked the entire thing done in a year, still get the game award-winning praise, and even more jobs, King decided, to actually put forth his all for once. So when it was known that it was him that made the game, there would be even more jobs, and on an even bigger scale, too. Also King had noticed a slight decline in requests, and this was the last one he had received on a particular day that intrigued him.

So with 8 hours dedicated to make the game, 8 more for sleep, 6 for other jobs, King only had 2 hours left for free time, usually free-time as in breakfast, lunch and dinner. But it was something to do, at least. King had requested for a 3 year period without requests from the Heroes Association, because King had truly planned to spend 3 years on this project. The higher-ups had a few disagreements, but a glare was all it took for King. He was just frowning, because he thought it was going to be refused, and suddenly they were all submissive. King didn't even mean to intimidate them. He was just slightly disappointed.

But King at least got his request approved. It wasn't how he imagined it to go, but whatever. King made use of his time, and spent none of it on the story yet, but instead started on the systems first. King knew the lore and story behind the game was going to take A LOT of creativity to make it so it wouldn't be very cliché for veteran players of M.M.O.R.P.G's So of course, King went ahead to complete the code and A.I of enemy mobs and behaviors first. Now of course, we would question-

"So you ARE really gonna pay me nearly 10 million yen just for playing games?" Saitama asked for the 4th time this month. Because you would still not believe it if a close friend of yours walked up to you and said- 'hey, I'll pay you to test out games, at a price of 10,000 yen a day.' Saitama obviously was incredibly skeptical, but soon believed it, and with incredible shock, once King handed him 300,000 yen when he visited, and said, "It's for the whole month."

"Yeah, I can't afford anyone leaking my secret hobby out, and you're the only one that I know can keep a secret. Considering I ONLY know you." King said again, as he looked into his 'requests' folder, and completed the simpler ones for a few million, while Saitama continued testing the new buffs, and checking for bugs. "Hey, King. Maybe you should put in a comma every three digits. I remember sometimes you have bosses ranging from millions to even trillions in number right? So maybe players could easily tell what the boss HP is." Saitama actually recommended something useful.

"Hey, that's a good idea, considering despite it being easy to see, I wonder why it's so hard for others?" King said nonchalantly, as he continued programming while remembering to add in the comma every three digits. Saitama facepalmed, but wasn't that surprised, as he was already used to King's monstrosity in gaming. Though he may be your average everyday person in combat and strength, he would absolutely be a total genius in calculation, and anything technological. Scientific, too, like knowing how a gun works, how nuclear-fission works, how basically anything works. King passed with honors in his university, but couldn't find a proper job. Why? 1: He's "Overqualified" and 2: His intimidation aura might be a slight problem. Also he doesn't need to get one considering he simply wins gaming tournaments from time to time to get some money.

"By the way, King. I know this is an MMO and all, but I have a question... why is it so complex? It's nearly a sandbox-kinda game. It's so free, it's basically like M*n*r**ft", just like how you can build a house with the template, or customize it, and you can even freely edit the landscape however you want, as long as no one else owns it, or if you own it." to which King simply shrugged, and said, "Sometimes the story doesn't make sense, like how someone is level 100, yet in the level 5 quest that's repeatable, he still needs an axe to hack down a door to progress, despite wielding a sword that kills dragons." So I assigned everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, absolutely specific parameters. Magic stays magic. But If I'm in the mood, maybe I'll explain it in the lore of the game, and maybe create unique spell-creating systems."

"THAT'S WAY TOO MUCH DETAIL, ARE YOU TRYING TO MAKE A NEW WORLD HERE!?" Saitama tsukkomied out loud. King laughed, and said with a serious face more serious than any he always makes, since he is actually serious this time. A very. SERIOUS. face. "A game is worth making right if it's going to be worth playing right, too."

"It's so open world... Also, with the spawn anywhere thing, what if the player ends up spawning right in a high-level zone just after respawning?" King deflected the invisible attacking arrow which was that question and said, that's to be fixed later. For you, I'll put in a clear-whole-map spell to help in case that happens, so it'll be easier for you to continue testing the bugs. I'll also put in a whole-map-exploration spell in to find and triangulate your position when you first log in. I'll remove it once we're done with it entirely. When we flesh out all of the game, and start working on the story, or if the player wants a story, then we'll select proper spawn-points." Saitama no longer bothered King with questions, and continued testing.

A few hours later...

"Sigh...This is tiring after a while..." King said, as he laid down on his bed, in a different room. Saitama, being in a different room, continued testing out random things, checking for anything out of place and not recorded on the note attached in each file. After that, Saitama went home. Afterwards King continued programming and at the strike of 6, he laid down on his bed, thinking about next features. It was unknown when King had dozed off.

There was a room. It seemed like an endless expanse. An unending horizon of pure whiteness, with nothing else to see. The body of King laid in the middle, sleeping peacefully. Beside him, a man was seated. He was wearing a business outfit, like what CEOs wear. He had spiky black hair, similar to Saitama's before he became bald. He was in fact, the God of this world. Just in front of him, on the other side of King's sleeping body, stood a robust man, with a similar blond hair like King's, while wearing shining-gold armor, with a gold-emblazoned sword...spear?

"He's such a genius, such a prodigy, he even has the ability to completely create a new world, yet he's wasting his potential." The first god said to the warrior-esque god. "What does that have to do with me?" The warrior-god asked the suit-wearing god, to which he responded, "I want to send him to your world. Make him stronger for me. I'll bring him back once he reaches the halfway of my greatest achievement." At that sentence, the business-suited god smiled and sighed, while the warrior-god shivered thinking about him.

The suit-wearing god sighed, and said, "I had no idea how he surpassed even me. Not in creation ability, or intelligence, but sheer power. This one has equal potential, but in a different field. He has the ability of great intellect, and maybe even in ability. I'll leave him to develop in your world. And to make him not suspicious of his situation, I'll give him the abilities of what he had given the character he had created himself, so he'll assume this is a dream. This is what my favor from 30,000 years ago is. It is now fulfilled."

The robust man in the armor scowled, remembering what had happened 30,000 years ago. Had the person in front of him not come in time, he wouldn't even be here. He glanced at King, and said, "He has the looks of a warrior, though. Intellect? Hmph. Let's see what he can achieve." The business-suited God then smiled, disappearing from the room. The only remaining god, glanced at King, and scoffed, "Like he'll survive. Your damn humans may have ruled over their planet, but I don't think they'll survive with my other, more superior races. I'll even put him in the {Dragon-Canyon} to kill him off fast. He just sent him to my world, I'll just make up that he died under the hands of a beast later."

Unbeknownst to this god, the god of King's world was someplace else, smiling, and said to himself, "Oh, but if only. They don't even have magic, yet they ruled over the world for thousands of years. In fact, they even evolved faster than your stupid world with your help and power. They even knew of your existence, while mine don't even believe in a creator.. This man might just take over their world..." He said to himself as he laughed at the same time.

Unknown to them both, King may not simply ascend past the gods. After all, if he had the mindset of everything was a game, he would surpass gods. All of them. And King'll find out sooner or later. And when he does, this'll end up like every single gaming tournament King was in. Complete and utter domination.


1st chapter! I got a great idea, which was Isekai'ing King! This may seem cliche with all the other Isekai novels, but I'll add in a bit more 'spice'. No worries!