Basically, one fat, boring dude works at a newspaper as the editor of the literary department. He runs away from graphomaniacs, writes memoirs, suffers oppression from his wife. But one fine day it turns out that he is God. And if he doesn’t urgently begin to lead and rule, work miracles and the list goes on, the world will perish. Or rather, it seems to everyone that the world will perish WITHOUT God, but - if it were so simple - (there would be) no story))