I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World

The little girl wiped her tears with her hands and said stubbornly, "Brother, I don't allow you to go and argue with them! You don't know the background of those guys. They are backed by the underworld. If you go, they will beat you to death. Not only will you lose your job, but you will also lose your life!"

Phil Gray scratched his head, feeling more and more uneasy. It was just a job, wasn't it? Could it be so serious?

"You're overthinking it, dear. How dare they attack me so blatantly?" Phil Gray touched her forehead.

"Really! Brother, let me tell you a secret. I came back from the future!"

Phil Gray asked with interest, "Oh?"

"These young masters who just came to your company are very cruel. When you went to argue with them in the future, they beat you to death. We don't even know where the bodies are. Although the company temporarily transferred them away to settle the matter and compensated us with a pension, we are very unhappy guarding the big house you left behind!"

Kasa sobbed and said, "Ans feels very guilty. He stays in his room alone every day. I think he is going crazy. And Dark Night, he sleeps every day in order to see you in his dreams. As a result, there are more and more mice in the house, and they bite him to death. Vino is getting more and more gloomy. I think he has become terrible... We quarrel every day because of various things, and we can never go back to the time when you were here..."

The more Phil Gray listened, the heavier his heart felt. But when he heard that Hei Ye was bitten to death by a mouse, he felt it was ridiculous for some reason. How could a cat be bitten to death by a mouse?

He smiled, it was indeed just a child's imagination. Kasa must have heard some strange story.

The little girl suddenly grabbed his arm tightly and looked at him with tearful green eyes: "Brother, now you finally have another chance, why would you still choose to go against them?"

"Casa," Phil Gray sighed, "Sometimes my position does not belong to me. If I resign and give up the project I have been responsible for, what should I do with the employees under me? You are right, those young masters are very unreliable. They don't know anything at all. They will only cause the entire project to fail. At that time, these employees will not be able to support their loved ones, so I have to be responsible for them too."

"No, brother, I won't allow you to do this again! I don't agree!" Kasa's head shook like a rattle.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?" asked Phil Gray.

"It's me, Ans."

Why did everyone come to see him tonight? Phil Gray got up helplessly and opened the door. Sure enough, Ans was standing at the door in a white bathrobe.

"what's wrong?"

"Here, this is the most expensive script I sold today. I want to share it with you." Ans said shyly.

"Okay, come in too, and comfort Casa. Her crying is giving me a headache." Phil Gray took his script and closed the door.

"Don't cry, you'll become ugly if you keep crying."

"Woo woo woo, Ans, you are also a bad guy. You brought others to deceive me!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Why didn't you stop your brother? You deliberately let him do this!"

"But this is what my brother wants to do. Just like we want to protect him, he also wants to protect us."

"Humph! Then you should stay in that shabby house of yours and never come out again!"

"No, this time is different. We will face it together with Phil, whether we live or die."

Phil Gray felt relieved at first, but he found that Ans had been misled by the end. What life and death? It was just a job. He could just quit. He didn't believe that he, a senior executive of the Weir Group, couldn't find a job to support his family.

Thinking of this, Phil Gray turned his attention to the script that Ans brought him. It was marked as a Western fantasy script with a religious tone. The child had been interested in these since he was a child.

However, when he saw the name of the script, he was struck by lightning. It clearly read: "I am the Pope in the Western Fantasy World."

He flipped through the pages quickly, the sealed memories in his mind taking on new colors, until the final page stopped at his prayer to the statue of the God of Life.

What company, what job, what family? It turns out that he is just a soul wandering in another world.

No wonder the lamp turned into an old man and the tree turned into a little girl. He didn’t even realize such abnormal things.

Phil Gray's stunned expression caught Kasa's attention. She walked to his legs and asked in an almost inaudible voice, "Brother, do you really want to make the same choice?"

Phil Gray lowered his head and looked into her eyes, then asked directly, "God of Life?"

The little girl's body was shocked. "You...you know everything?"

She turned around and glared at Ans, "You're so annoying!"

Ans stood there, without refutation or any other action, just watching them quietly.

"When you said I was going to argue with those people, you actually meant I was going to fight the Gods of the Abyss, right?" Phil Gray asked.

"Yes, it's really too dangerous! I don't want you to go!" Kasa said firmly.

"Hey - so this is an illusion you created? It's quite interesting. You created this house based on my memories of the Earth in my previous life, and put so many gods together! But some metaphors are still inappropriate. For example, you turned the gods of the Abyss who wanted to invade Weir into a few young men who wanted to steal my job. But this is not the same thing. If the gods of the Abyss invaded Weir, tens of millions of people would die. It's not as simple as just a few people losing their jobs."

Phil Gray still found it very interesting. He didn't know if he was so bold as to pinch the God of Life's face.

He looked directly into the eyes of the God of Life again: "If I were still on Earth, I would definitely want to save my own life first, regardless of the life and death of the Weir Group. But now, I have many good friends on the Weir Continent, and so many believers who call me Your Majesty. How can I abandon them? So in order to protect Weir, I will definitely fight against the gods of the secret abyss, even if I will lose my life and soul!"

"Brother...but I really don't want you to die!"

Phil Gray looked at Kasa, then at Ansel beside him, "Actually, I have another question, do I have any other identity? Every god is very kind to me, and they have created such a warm illusion. You all call me brother, which makes me feel like I am a family with you."

"We are a family!" Kasa looked up and retorted.

Ansel walked forward and looked at him with gentle eyes: "Phil, we are indeed a family. Think carefully about the god system of Weir and the mythology system on Earth. What god do you think Weir is missing?"

Phil Gray carefully recalled the myths and legends he knew in his previous life. The most familiar ones were of course the Chinese myths: Pangu created the world, and Nuwa created humans...

In Greek mythology, Gaia, the Earth Goddess, and her two sons gave birth to many gods...

In Egyptian mythology, the sun god Atum was born from the primordial water Nun, and in order to have a place to stand, he created the first land...

He recalled the myths and legends from various places. They all seemed to start with the legendary myths. However, there was no record on the continent of Weir about which god created the world.

"Vir's creator god?"

Phil Gray asked uncertainly.

"That's right, Phil, you are the creator god of the world of Weir! It is you who created this world and us. It is you who led us to make this world what it is today, bit by bit. In our hearts, you are our brother and also our parent." Ansel said word by word.