MTL - Epiphanies of Rebirth - Chapter 61

Arakawa Kouki is reincarnated to a Japan with a different history than the Japan he knows with the memories of his previous life still intact. Kouki was discouraged, “Aren’t reincarnation stories supposed to be at some fantasy world filled with swords, magic and elves?!”

Theme: World Creation, Gods, Mixed

Matthias died and became something that he least expected.

”I.. Am God?“

Join Matthias as he travel through galaxies and create all things.

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What would you do if you suddenly gained a power that no mortal man could hope to achieve?

What would you do if all creation suddenly bowed to your power and glory that only lofty Emperors could have?

Heaven and Hell submits to your power, The Immortal Realm fears your existence, The Mortal realm bows before your presence.

Would you like for all the realms to bow and praise even your shadow? All gods to bow before you? The Earthly Kings and Heavenly Rulers to sonorously chant your glorious name?

Or would you like to live the life of mortal men that are doomed to die? Understand poverty and loftiness? Powerfulness and powerlessness? Comprehend knowledge that arrogant gods wouldn't be able to?

Or would you like both?

Join him as he tries to live a life of a True God, Ruler of Creation.

”Are gods the greatest existence in all of the cosmos? No. Why? Gods are only worshipped by mortals who couldn't reach their power. Gods will be powerless in front of true power. They would be powerless in front of me.“

A normal guy gets hit by a truck and isekai'd. Why? Because trucks are apparently some cosmic loophole. He decides to be a dungeon, because it sounds weird and interesting to be one. Is it? Let's find out.

“Please... give me a baby.”His eyes cut like sharp blades: “Even if it's with your husband's own brother?”I nod, trembling.To save my dying husband, I would cross any line.What started as a deal spun out of control in the darkness.“Look at me,” he grips my chin. “What are you craving?”I shake my head, biting my lip as tears fall.“You want this...” his lips brush mine, “you want me.”