Rikuya Takatsuki never wanted to be summoned to a fantasy world alongside his classmates, yet here he stands—expected to become humanity's savior against the Realm Eaters, interdimensional predators devouring the fabric of reality itself. Unlike his peers who received legendary classes brimming with power, Rikuya drew the short straw: the FFF Auto Hero class, a designation stripped of abilities, bonuses, and any semblance of prestige. Cast aside by the kingdom with meager compensation, he prepared to embrace an unremarkable existence in this strange land. That plan crumbled when cultists abducted him, declaring him their prophesied deity. The arrangement seemed ideal—a mansion, endless provisions, and complete freedom from obligations. Rikuya happily accepted the role. Then his supposedly worthless class revealed its true nature. Auto Hero grants him no conscious control; instead, his body transforms into an autonomous instrument of destruction whenever danger emerges, dispatching threats with brutal precision. The blessing carries an ugly cost: zero moral consideration. Now painted as a formidable cult leader orchestrating the downfall of monsters, tyrannical rulers, and anyone foolish enough to oppose him, Rikuya maintains the charade. His classmates bask in genuine heroic glory while he operates from the shadows, manipulating kingdoms and fabricating grand designs he doesn't possess. The reality? He's improvising every step of the way. What could possibly go wrong?