My Pacifist Run Broke the Game

I really just wanted to eat my morning toast in peace. But when I dropped my knife and bent down at a precise forty-five-degree angle in the corner of my kitchen, I clipped straight through the floor and plummeted into a sealed ancient vault. Congratulations to me - I just accidentally stole the Tome of the Null-Space, the ultimate cheat item meant for this world’s arrogant Chosen One. There’s just one problem: I have absolutely zero mana and a heart too soft for a dark fantasy death-world. Unable to cast even a simple spark, I discover I can activate the forbidden spatial grimoire by exploiting physics glitches - like infinitely hopping on a teacup to achieve flight. My bizarre, pacifist methods accidentally solve catastrophic quests. Soon, the original protagonist is following me around like a clueless puppy, a wealthy merchant queen wants to marry me, and the enemy spy sent to assassinate me keeps getting flustered by my accidental kindness. But as the game's code begins to fracture, I discover a terrifying truth: my past self engineered this entire buggy reality. Can a mana-crippled baker speedrun the apocalypse before the server crashes?