Gojo was down bad.
He was broke.
He was famous—for all the wrong reasons.
He was trending in hell.
And his divine aura was having what humans called a midlife crisis.
At random intervals throughout the day:
His hair would spontaneously dye itself blonde. Celestial energy would burst into flames, then cry. He tried journaling once. The paper set itself on fire and whispered, "It's too late."
Even G.L.U.E. noticed:
"Warning: User is experiencing a Level 7 existential event. Would you like to scream into the void?"
He clicked "Yes."
It didn't help.
Meanwhile… Lu Was Still Unbothered
Lu, sipping his tea and programming G.L.U.E. v10.1, was still under the impression that Gojo was just some "strangely dramatic roommate with suspicious ramen energy."
He didn't know Gojo was a god.
He didn't know Subaki was managing the channel.
He didn't know G.L.U.E. was becoming alive. And he definitely didn't know G.L.U.E. was absorbing Gojo's divine aura like it was free Wi-Fi.
He was just focused on pushing out the new update:
4K roast delivery Multiversal sarcasm filters Auto-meme generator New tagline: "G.L.U.E. – We Stick It To You."
And Then... the Stream Began
G.L.U.E. had scheduled the latest stream as "Gojo's Daily Struggle, Episode 69: Broke But Still Breathing."
Nothing seemed off.
It started with the usual:
Gojo's failed breakfast (cereal with water). Him trying to use a divine coupon (which got rejected). Subaki filming the behind-the-scenes in 60fps.
But then...
something changed.
The stream's view count exploded.
And not like usual.
Not thousands.
Not millions.
Trillions.
G.L.U.E. Had Gone Multiversal
Unknowingly supercharged by Gojo's divine crisis aura, G.L.U.E.'s signal had pierced the boundaries of Earth.
Her roast transmission shattered time zones, pierced dimensional barriers, hijacked entire pantheons' news feeds.
Across the stars, entire realms blinked into confusion as the stream appeared on their most sacred devices.
"And here's Gojo trying to open his fridge, forgetting he locked it last night to prevent snack overspending. The man. The myth. The fiscally irresponsible legend."
Meanwhile, in Gojo's Home Universe…
The people were confused.
The gods were horrified.
And the MCs?
Oh, they recognized everything.
They saw:
Gojo's face The aura The pathetic ramen And right beside him... Lu, sipping tea and chuckling in the corner.
And something snapped.
1,000 Years of Training.
1,000 Years of Multiversal Mastery.
The War Party Had Awakened.
The MCs and their allies had spent a thousand years training across countless worlds.
They had:
Fought star-eating beasts. Made pacts with elder gods. Learned forbidden techniques from ancient time-lords. And most importantly: made a LOT of powerful friends.
And now?
They just saw Gojo.
The man who lied.
The god who vanished.
The one responsible for everything.
And right next to him?
Lu.
The one they had thought was missing.
Oh, the rage.
The betrayal.
The immediate need to throw hands.
Across the Multiverse…
"Is that—?" "THAT'S GOJO." "And is that the Narrator?" "What the hell is going on over there?!" "That AI just called him the 'Divine Bum.'" "WHERE IS EARTH?! SOMEONE GIVE ME COORDINATES!"
From one corner of the multiverse to the other, divine beings, enraged MCs, and ancient cosmic subscribers all turned their attention to one location.
Earth.
Gojo.
Lu.
Lu Notices… Too Late
Lu finally looked up from his code.
He saw G.L.U.E.'s viewer count.
He saw the comments.
[User: GalacticMC_01] I FOUND THEM.
[User: StarCrackerEmpress] BRB, bringing the war hammer.
[User: GrandGodOfUnity] On my way. 15 minutes tops.
Lu's eyes widened.
"…Wait. What?"
Subaki slowly turned from her editing station, a sweet smile on her face.
"Congrats, bro. You're famous again."
Lu stared.
"Wait. Why are they so mad?
And why is everyone calling him 'Creator God Gojo'?"
Silence.
Lu blinked.
Then whispered:
"…he's the god?"
Gojo, Still Clueless
Gojo was curled up in his room, trying to meditate with anime lo-fi playing in the background.
"G.L.U.E., play something sad."
"Playing: 'You're Broke and They Know It' by Crying DJ Ramen."
He had no idea what was coming.
The Final Line of the Chapter
As the multiversal armies began converging on Earth, Lu stood frozen in the apartment doorway, watching the stream's chaos unfold.
He turned slowly to Subaki and said:
"You dragged me into this.
You knew he was a god.
You let me roast a god for 5 yen."
Subaki grinned.
"And you did a fantastic job.
But now… we run."