If god exists I would rather him be a jerk than not exist at all

This is a story of a man who first hated me, then pitied me, before finally becoming my friend.<br><br>It was my first year of high school, and I was placed in the lowest rank of my grade.<br><br>I didn't tell anyone that I transferred schools, but I was once in the highest rank in a prestigious school in Tokyo.<br><br>Unfortunately, my parents passed away in an accident during my first year of middle school, and I was forced to live with my poor relatives in the countryside.<br><br>I was shocked to see how different the teaching methods and environment were in this rural school compared to the one I attended in Tokyo.<br><br>I was disheartened and felt hopeless, but at least I could console myself with the fact that I was in the top rank here.<br><br>However, on the second day of school, I was shocked to see that I had fallen to the lowest rank.<br><br>It turned out that the god who created this world had decided to rank all students in their second year of high school and above based on their abilities.<br><br>I was furious and went to the school's staff room to protest, but the teachers told me that there was nothing they could do.<br><br>I demanded to know who was responsible for this ranking, and they told me that it was a god.<br><br>I asked to meet this god, and to my surprise, he was sitting in the principal's office.<br><br>To my dismay, the god was a lazy otaku who spent most of his time playing video games on his console.<br><br>I demanded that he change my rank, but he refused, saying that it was too much trouble.<br><br>I asked if he could at least tell me why I had been ranked so low, and he said that it was because my abilities had decreased significantly.<br><br>I asked him why this was the case, and he said that it was because I had transferred schools and was no longer living in Tokyo.<br><br>I was angry and frustrated, and I told him that he was a terrible god who didn't care about the people in his world.<br><br>He just shrugged and said that he didn't care, and that he was only creating this world for his own entertainment.<br><br>I told him that he was selfish and uncaring, and that I hated him.<br><br>He just smiled and said that he didn't care what I thought, but that he was at least willing to listen to me.<br><br>I asked him if he could at least give me back my original abilities, but he refused, saying that it was too much trouble.<br><br>I was furious and demanded that he do something, but he just told me to stop wasting his time.<br><br>I stormed out of the office, determined to do something about my situation.<br><br>I decided to work hard and prove to the god that I was capable of achieving great things, even with my decreased abilities.<br><br>I studied diligently and trained tirelessly, determined to show the god that I was not worthless.<br><br>To my surprise, the god showed up at my house one day, saying that he was bored and wanted to see what I was up to.<br><br>I was angry at first, but he seemed genuinely curious, so I showed him my study materials and told him about my training regimen.<br><br>He listened intently, and for the first time, I saw a glimmer of interest in his eyes.<br><br>He told me that he had never met anyone like me before, and that he was impressed by my dedication.<br><br>I asked him if he could give me back my original abilities, and to my surprise, he agreed.<br><br>But only partially.<br><br>He said that he would give me back 50% of my original abilities, but that I had to work hard to regain the rest.<br><br>I was disappointed, but I was also grateful for the opportunity.<br><br>I thanked him and promised to work even harder.<br><br>He smiled and said that he was looking forward to seeing what I could do.<br><br>Over the next few weeks, the god visited me frequently, watching me study and train.<br><br>He even offered to give me advice and guidance, and I gratefully accepted.<br><br>I learned a lot from him, and I began to see him in a different light.<br><br>He wasn't a terrible god, but rather a bored and lazy one who didn't know how to connect with the people in his world.<br><br>I realized that he wasn't a jerk, but rather a lonely person who needed someone to talk to.<br><br>I started to enjoy his company, and I even found myself looking forward to his visits.<br><br>One day, he asked me if I wanted to play a game with him.<br><br>I agreed, and we played a video game together.<br><br>I was surprised to find that he was actually a lot of fun to be around.<br><br>We laughed and joked, and I felt like I had finally found a friend.<br><br>From that day on, the god visited me every day, and we spent hours playing games and talking together.<br><br>I realized that I had misjudged him, and that he wasn't a terrible god after all.<br><br>He was just a lonely person who needed someone to connect with.<br><br>And I was grateful to have him as a friend.<br><br>I still hated the ranking system, but I was grateful to have met the god.<br><br>He may have been lazy and selfish, but he was also kind and generous.<br><br>And I was lucky to have him as a friend.<br><br>The story of a man who first hated me, then pitied me, before finally becoming my friend.<br><br>This is the memory of the god who created this world, and the friend I made along the way.<br><br>If god exists, I would rather him be a jerk than not exist at all.<br><br>Because even a flawed god is better than no god at all.<br><br>And who knows, you may even find a friend in him.<br><br>My friend, the lazy god.<br><br>***Oku***