Western Fantasy: I Have a Hive of Paradox Players

Planetary bombardment, neutron annihilation, angel of peace, judgment of the apocalypse. Market monopolies, biological power generation, purifying heretics, and enslaving aliens! These things have absolutely nothing to do with Annan, who has just transmigrated into this world, though the players he summoned apparently think otherwise. If they cannot enslave aliens, half-orcs will do. If they cannot generate biological power, they will juice living creatures to create biomass. Facing the fully virtual game "Lost Era," the players shout, "Everything for the survival of the hive!" and "Everything for the Overmind Annan!" Looking at the players' disappointed gazes, which seemed to say he is not striving hard enough, Annan quietly swallows his words. Very well, it seems he is the one lacking in loyalty. "Then let the galaxy burn!" Of course, they will have to start by using stone tools first.