When I woke up, I found myself inside a spaceship. I guess you guys think I’m talking nonsense here, but I also have absolutely no clue about what exactly happened to me. I was really close to completely losing it, but fortunately, I managed to notice that this place was really similar to the world featured in a game I was playing recently. Am I dreaming? Nope, it’s no dream. Maybe I actually got sent to a different world or something? But didn’t those things usually involve getting sent to a magical world with elves, dwarves, dragons and whatnot? In any case, I don’t know what caused this, but I guess I’ll just have to suck it up and live properly in this world from now on. It’ll be okay. I got my trusty spaceship so I can probably make some money. It’ll work out! It has to! This is the story of a man abruptly thrown into space along with his private spaceship. He runs around with it and saves damsels in distress along the way, flirts with said damsels, earns money as a merc-for-hire and uses his gaming knowledge to work his way into living freely and easily.
I made a game. When I woke up, I was in that game. When I was in confusion and embarrassment, the one who brought me into this world appeared and said: “Oh, Creator. This is a game only for you, but it is also a ‘duty’.”
When I cleared the final chapter of a game that was a national failure, I became an unnamed side character in it. A non-standard, unmeasurable, EX rank supporting character.