Animation Producer in a Fantasy World

And so, a full two months had passed since the work “Book of Life and Death” concluded.

And during those two months, the lives of the Empire’s citizens had also changed dramatically.

“Ugh, uuugh…. I need animation…. I want to watch animation….”

“Weekend evenings are too painful…. Why isn’t Director Ragna releasing a new animation…?”

“Two months have passed, so why isn’t there any news of a new work…? Why on earth…?”

“Dopamine… dopamine…. Waaah….”

People were wandering around looking for Ragna’s new work as if their IQ had been halved.

For the Empire’s citizens, animation had already become not just simple entertainment, but the source that raised their quality of life and an oxygen-like existence.

That’s why, unable to watch animations, they were in despair like people who had lost the joy of life.

Until Ragna’s animations appeared, the Empire’s citizens didn’t enjoy cultural life much, just reading things like literature or fairy tales from what would be the medieval era on Earth to pass the time, but.

Now, if they used the televisions installed everywhere in the Empire, they could enjoy animations overflowing with dopamine every weekend.

Moreover, if they invested a little money to purchase artifacts with recorded animations, they could rewatch those animations anytime.

Only about a year had passed since Ragna released animations like “Machine God Chronicles” and “Book of Life and Death” to the world, but.

During that one year, the animations Ragna made had changed this world dramatically.

However, now that both “Machine God Chronicles” and “Book of Life and Death” had finished airing, people had lost their means of legally obtaining dopamine.

They were suffering from extreme withdrawal symptoms as if addicted to drugs, and.

Eventually, after suffering from withdrawal symptoms, they made a choice they should never have made.

“Hey, what kind of anime are you watching now? No matter how I look at it, that doesn’t seem to be ‘Machine God Chronicles’ or ‘Book of Life and Death’…”

“Oh, this? It’s a new animation that the large merchant associations have ambitiously released.”

“…A new animation? I heard that Director Ragna’s new work is still in the production process…”

“Ah, this isn’t an animation produced by Director Ragna. I heard it’s an animation developed independently by the large merchant associations.”

“What did you say?”

Taking advantage of this time when people were thirsting for animations but Ragna’s new work showed no signs of coming out.

The large merchant associations began to release one by one to the public the animations they had been secretly preparing.

In fact, this was a natural thing in a way.

Everyone in the Empire knew that Ragna had gained enormous profits by producing “Machine God Chronicles” and “Book of Life and Death”, and.

It was impossible for the large merchant associations, who could sell even their own parents without hesitation for money, not to be interested in this new honey pot called animation.

Of course, the large merchant associations had some final conscience, so they paid Ragna a considerable amount of money under the name of ‘copyright fees’, but.

Naturally, Serika and Kaya found such actions of the large merchant associations very distasteful.

“Ragna, are you really going to just stay still like this? For such petty cash?”

“That’s right. More than anything, it’s too despicable that they’re trying to get away with this situation with such petty cash. If the Director gives the order, I’ll take some measures.”

“…..”

For reference, Ragna, who had been smiling happily at receiving ‘petty cash’ equivalent to the annual income of Tersion Barony, suddenly felt his mood plummet.

Right, I see.

To the Imperial Princess and the Duke’s daughter, the annual income of a baron’s family only looked like petty cash.

Suddenly feeling a bit like a red revolution…?

If that bastard Hikardo organizes the Soviet one more time, should I seriously join them?

While inwardly swallowing the slimy emotion suddenly boiling up in his chest, Ragna opened his mouth in a nonchalant voice.

“Ahem, do we really need to take measures?”

“…Excuse me?”

“I don’t particularly want to interfere with them producing animations.”

To be honest, Ragna couldn’t understand why Serika and Kaya were making such a fuss.

If the merchant associations had copied the stories of “Machine God Chronicles” or “Book of Life and Death” to produce animations, that could have been a problem, but.

They produced their own unique animations through original stories.

In other words, there was no problem legally or morally.

Of course, Ragna was the first to introduce the concept of ‘animation’ in this world, but.

That doesn’t mean Ragna had any right to own the copyright of the concept of ‘animation’.

Moreover, decisively.

‘Isn’t it good for me if there are more people making anime in this world besides me…?’

That’s right.

Currently, the animation market in this world was in a deformed state, formed and maintained only by the animations Ragna made.

Because of that, it wasn’t a bad thing that people were enthusiastic about Ragna’s animations, but.

On the other hand, because Ragna was the only supplier in the animation market, there was the disadvantage that people had excessive expectations of him.

In fact, even though only two months had passed since “Book of Life and Death” concluded, weren’t people already desperately wanting Ragna’s new work?

Of course, this world had the element of magic, so it was possible to produce animations incomparably faster than on Earth, but.

Even considering that, Ragna’s current work speed was truly something abnormal.

Where in the world is there a director who produces more than three feature-length animations in just one year?

However, if the market itself expands as large merchant associations produce animations one by one like now, the story changes a bit.

‘Even if I don’t make animations, people won’t make a fuss at me anymore, right?’

If among the animations released by the large merchant associations this time, there are works comparable to or surpassing Ragna’s works.

People will naturally stop having expectations for Ragna’s new works.

Then Ragna can retire from the position of animation director in a natural form of leaving when the applause is loudest, right?

Ultimately, Ragna will live a life of watching animations pouring out every year like Netflix while rolling around in his room!

Perfect.

Isn’t it the very epitome of a perfect life plan?

So he even cheered inwardly.

Earnestly praying that the new works coming out from the large merchant associations this time would be so incredibly interesting that they would easily crush the works he makes.

But.

“Ugh, what the hell! These disgustingly boring animations?”

“Damn it, it looked promising just looking at the cover, but this is just trash!”

“Do these idiots think it’s an animation just because the pictures move? It’s messed up from the basics! From the very basics!”

Among the viewers who purchased and watched the animations released by the large merchant associations, there was no one who didn’t have complaints or didn’t curse.

That’s right.

The large merchant associations had thoroughly analyzed the works Ragna made and produced animations in their own way, but.

The animations they made couldn’t catch up with Ragna’s animations at all in aspects like story development and direction.

In fact, this was inevitable.

Because while Ragna had deeply studied all sorts of techniques and directing methods necessary for producing animations while working as a freelancer in his previous life.

The large merchant associations had just recklessly produced animations without knowing any of those methods.

They didn’t yet know that elements and compositions that seem like nothing from the viewer’s perspective actually increase the overall quality of the animation.

This is the result.

For viewers whose eyes had already been greatly raised by Ragna’s animations, there was no way the merchant associations’ animations, which were incomparably crude, could be satisfactory.

“Sigh…. I had hopes just in case… but it was as expected.”

“Is it impossible for a fake to surpass the real thing…?”

“As expected… the only thing we could trust and watch from the beginning was Director Ragna’s work.”

“From now on, I’ll never watch such trashy animations. From now on, I’ll hold my breath and wait until Director Ragna’s work comes out. Hup!”

“…..”

Without knowing that someone’s small wish to retire had been shattered, people desperately craved only Ragna’s new work, and.

‘Oh fuck it, I don’t know anymore either.’

With a somewhat resigned feeling, Ragna released to the world the PV of the new work he would present as his next work.

And.

“…I ask you.”

On a night when the moonlight (月光) was shimmering.

A girl in knight’s attire appears like a fantasy and saves a boy in danger.

The appearance of the girl, too beautiful and noble to be thought of as a person of this world.

Just as the viewers were looking at her with blank eyes, feeling her nobility even outside the screen.

The girl opens her mouth towards the boy in a voice incomparably beautiful.

“Are you my master?”

“…!”

That day.
All the otaku in the Empire came face to face with their destiny.