I'll try to make this as short as possible so you can understand it. Over a thousand years ago, I was brought into another dimension by a magical girl named Cerise. She brought several others, along with me. Twenty-nine others, in fact.

We all played this exact game. But it was different back them. None of these trials and such. It was just an outright slaughter. Everyone I knew died around me, even though I didn't touch a soul. I was the sole survivor.

But because I survived and Cerise didn't, I was linked to Fav. And Fav told me this: that if I didn't craft another game, my world would be destroyed. I accepted the offer. However, even though I said this, I didn't just simply accept it out of selfless reasons such as 'protecting my world', things like that. I'm a selfish goddess. One who doesn't want to disappear or be forgotten.

That's why... everyone was chosen based on their popularity. So that I could usurp that popularity and take it as mine. Because that's how my power grows. I get power through being more popular than everyone else. After all this is being broadcast.