“O ye who dwell in a world forsaken by God, where evolution is stagnant and gradual catastrophe is in the offing!”

While wandering around the university premises, a mysterious voice abruptly resounds within my head.

Nonetheless, as I glance at the surroundings, all I notice is the same university as usual.

In any case, I occupy the nearest seat in the cafeteria lest I be perceived as suspicious.

“I am the one who crosses from world to world.”

While seated, I scan the expressions of the others around me, but neither of them displayed any signs of astonishment or disorientation.

Perhaps it is an indication that I am the only one who could hear this voice (or possibly the others simply didn’t show it on their faces like I did).

“The one that brings transformation to the stagnant world.”

Nevertheless, it seems that the world we are residing in was forsaken by God at some point.

Certainly, it is true that no new technology has been developed in the past few decades, and the issues of food supply and war are out of control, but I still believe that God is irresponsible in abandoning the world.

“Ah, yes. You know what, it’s a hassle to phrase it in such a prestigious manner. Therefore, I’m going to take it easy from this point on. There’s barely a soul out there who can hear this voice anyway.”

Oiiiiiiiiiiiii!

You are being light-hearted all at once! Furthermore, the voice that was previously a mystical voice of indeterminable gender and age was rapidly replaced by the voice of a little girl!

As I rise from my seat, the people around me begin to cast quizzical glances at me.

Feigning concern for my buttocks, I quietly return to my seat.

“Well, for that reason, let’s save this world. And in order to advance my research, I’m going to do a minor intervention in this world.”

What are you planning to do…? More importantly, I have a very unpleasant feeling about this.

“Anyway, those of you who are hearing this voice right now. Yeah. Yes, yes. You guys, you guys.”

I am perspiring in an unorthodox manner. This is not a favorable situation. My instincts, which are practically non-existent due to my peace of mind, are screaming, “Something’s gone haywire.”

“I’m going to have you quit being a human being.”

“Haaaaahhhhhhhh!?”

When I notice that there are eyes all over me, I completely overlook them and involuntarily let out a scream.

Damn. The way they are shooting their glances at me is really painful. Or rather, it is too excruciating. For the time being, I should depart this place.

After all, those glances that were directed to me implied, “What the hell is he doing?”. I head to an empty classroom at the university. If there is an opportunity, I would pay back the owner of the little girl’s voice in one way or another for this incident.

“Ha ha ha! All of you seem to be quite startled. Hey you, pay attention to what you’re doing while you’re driving. You there, you’re in the middle of a gunfight. Keep your head down, you’re being targeted. Haha, you’re so distracted by my voice that you missed the act, aren’t you concentrating hard enough?”

…

Ah, yes. Is everyone still taken aback or something? Well, I am in a much better shape than those who were mentioned earlier. After all, the individuals in my immediate vicinity merely sent me doubtful stares.

Or rather, in that situation, who would even try to speak to me like that?

“Well, the details will be explained afterwards, so for now, bye.”

“Huh?”

And then my vision fades into darkness.