"Alright, Tifardo, my purpose in coming here is to punish this corrupt empire."
"However, as my loyal believers, you will all receive the grace of God."
With a wave of his hand, all the surrounding curtains closed, and the temple doors shut tightly.
Nobi Hiroshi looked at the enormous slime monster within reach, acting immediately to show his sincerity.
It was a dream world, and he had such a powerful identity, so he could do whatever he wanted.
As he began to subdue the explosively elastic slime monster, Tifardo's shoulders slumped, and she knelt, beginning a nun's prayer.
"God… mmph…"
The golden-haired older sister mumbled incoherently, and the surrounding little nuns were stunned.
They all opened their mouths wide, lifted the skirts of their nun habits, and lined up, waiting for God's grace.
Brainwashed as they were, they didn't find this shameful at all; their pure bodies were meant to be offered to God.
Nobi Hiroshi left no one out, bestowing his sweet dew and granting grace to his heart's content.
The holy temple was filled with a filthy aura, and the floor was covered in black and white scraps of cloth.
In anime style, Nobi Hiroshi thoughtfully applied sunscreen to the golden-haired older sister's fair skin.
The sun outside was intense. When he went to the rooftop to inspect, apart from the non-slip palace, the surrounding streets were as dim as slums.
Broken bricks and tiles, smoky and chaotic, dirty and messy, residents disheveled and barely clothed.
Tifardo poked her head out from behind the curtain, saying with a trembling voice, "Mmm… God… please… please save this country!"
"Yes, I will," a magnetic male voice came from behind the curtain.
Tifardo stuck out her pink tongue, looking at the street below, the rhythm of the music growing stronger.
After an unknown period, the previously sallow and emaciated nuns were reborn, their delicate faces turning rosy, their eyes filled with love.
Everything was due to a miracle.
"Tifardo, take me to see King Atlan. I have something to tell him."
"Yes… yes…"
The golden-haired older sister spoke weakly, tidying her disheveled hair in the mirror.
Having done his business, Nobi Hiroshi showed no signs of fatigue on his face. Was it because it was a dream? He met King Atlan with a joyful mood.
The plot here had already begun, and Nobi Nobita had also started his own story.
In "The Last Day of Atlantis," he played the male protagonist, a lowly shepherd boy.
He was currently sitting on a rock, dozing off. Perhaps because he wasn't sleeping very comfortably, he woke up after sneezing.
"Huh, so this is my role as the male protagonist? It feels too ordinary."
"But what should I do now?"
"So annoying! Doraemon, Doraemon, where are you?!"
Nobi Nobita, scurrying around like a headless chicken, shouted at the sky.
"Nobita, what's wrong with you again?"
As he kept shouting, a grid opened in the space in front of Nobita, connecting to the scene in the real room outside.
(Patch: The Dream Weaver can only show the male protagonist's live scene.)
Doraemon, eating a dorayaki, tilted his head in confusion. What was wrong with the unlucky kid now?
"What should I be doing now? Where are Shizuka, Gian, Xiao Fu, and Hiro?"
Nobita anxiously scratched his head, eager to quickly find others to show off to.
He was the protagonist now; surely no one could stand against him.
"Shizuka is the Princess of the Atlantis Kingdom, so of course, it's impossible for you, Nobita, to see her here."
"Gian and Xiao Fu are the palace guards, and Hiroshi is the villain Zeus."
"To ensure the safety of the kingdom, Shizuka should be in the palace for her engagement at this time."
Doraemon held the story cassette in his hand and explained to Nobita.
Then Nobi Nobita became jealous again and immediately ran towards the palace not far away.
"Hey, you lowly commoner, who allowed you to enter the palace?"
The villains appeared, Gian and Xiao Fu, dressed in armor, holding long spears, glaring menacingly at Nobita, the shepherd.
"Gian, Xiao Fu, it's you two! Let me in quickly, we're all friends!"
Stupid Nobita seemed to have forgotten that they were just story characters with similar personalities, and he walked up to them unknowingly.
The result was predictable; he was directly beaten out by the two guards with sticks.
"Ouch, that hurts! Why are you two hitting me?"
"Get lost, you lowly commoner! Who's friends with you?"
Suffering a brutal beating, Nobi Nobita scrambled and crawled, fleeing in disarray into an alley, temporarily safe, with two streams of nosebleed flowing down.
He quickly tore off a piece of ragged cloth from his clothes to staunch the bleeding.
"Hmph, this isn't fun at all, Doraemon!!!"
He curled up in the corner, crying.
Doraemon heard the commotion and opened the portal again, sighing helplessly as he handed the Invisibility Cloak to Nobita.
With the Invisibility Cloak, entering the palace was like walking into an empty room.
Nobita secretly arrived at the main hall and witnessed the following scene.
"Father! I don't want to marry him, you can't make decisions for me without my consent."
"How can there be such a god who threatens others with an entire kingdom?"
Beside the round table, Shizuka, visibly agitated, pointed at the legendary God-King Zeus.
He was simply an unforgivable villain, and a lecherous god at that, who immediately said he wanted to marry her.
However, Shizuka herself didn't know why there was a slight hesitation in her heart.
Her tone was not as firm as expected.
"Enough, this matter is not for you to refuse; the engagement is set."
"Lord Zeus, I will prepare this matter as quickly as possible."
The King of Atlantis bowed humbly, looking at Nobi Hiroshi with eyes full of fear.
He was merely the king of a human kingdom; how could he contend with a god? He could only obediently comply with the other party's conditions.
"Hmm..."
Nobi Hiroshi replied faintly, standing quietly to the side, secretly appraising Tifardo's shapely buttocks.
Changing into a normal nun's habit was a downgrade, but it couldn't be helped, as the previous one had already turned into rags.
"Your Majesty, you don't need to blame Princess Shizuka. I think it might be too sudden; she'll adapt after some time."
Seeing Shizuka on the verge of tears, Nobi Hiroshi gave a firm grip, and Tifardo, understanding, walked forward.
She smiled and gently guided the stubborn princess.
"It's alright, little princess, I will give you time to consider.
Whether it's for your country or something else, you have no right to refuse, right?"
Nobi Hiroshi lightly flicked Shizuka's small nose with his index finger, smiling playfully, feeling as if he was making his wife fall in love with him again.
"Hmph, you rogue god."
Her cheeks flushed, Shizuka's hands, hanging down, tightly gripped the hem of her skirt.
She felt very strange today.
Facing the evil god, though her mouth refused, a sweet feeling inexplicably surged in her heart.
Dreams do not contain real memories, but human subconsciousness is still hidden within the heart.
"Shizuka, don't worry, I will definitely not let you marry this evil god!"
Nobita, under the transparent cloak, muttered to himself, feeling extremely frustrated watching Nobi Hiroshi's disrespectful actions towards the goddess.
Not even in a dream.
As the protagonist, he would definitely rescue the princess from this fiery abyss.