If someone is digging your grave, don’t interfere—they’ll dig it for you and you’ll end up with a pool, goes the ancient wisdom. That’s how it went for me, too: the god of transmigrators, furious with me, threw me into the body of an utterly ordinary mage on Earth. The transfer had a “surprise.”
Did you think I was upset? No! Seizing the moment, I decided to go all out: sea, palms, sun, girls, yachts—and all that. What do you mean my avatar wants to be killed? I won’t let anyone ruin my vacation. I am the Random God, and my holidays are only just beginning!