"Owe, my head" I fill a dull aching pain throughout my body but it seems to radiate from my head in a pulsing heartbeat-like manner. I sit up in bed.....' wait, bed!? Wasn't I sitting in the "Geezer-Wind Nursing Home's arboretum reading the final volume of One Piece?" ....Ah, I remember now. After reading the volume, I closed the pages and shut my eighty-two-year-old eyes to rest for a while however, I never expected to wake up in an unknown bedroom. '

I took stock of my surroundings and I see a plain unadorned room with one dresser, a nightstand, and a bed (on which I now lay of course). Across the wooden floors, I can see the exit to the bedroom, a simple door of high quality, I can't hear anything coming from the other side which probably meant that no one was home or I lived alone seeing as it's around 7:30 am, if the clock on the nightstand is correct. Just then, I fill the dull radiating pain flare up and memories that were not my own flooded into me and I now understood my situation clearly.....' huh, well it actually happened to me; I Transmigrated, to an AU of Earth no less. '

As I consolidate my two memories I find it easy to partition the memories of my two lives, almost as if this body had no soul of its own, and was simply a shell waiting for its inhabitor to come along and take control of the reins. The pain disappears just like the memories finish flooding in and I hear *DING* signifying the presence of my very own "Golden Finger", The Earth's IP System.....

[Hello John Waters, this is a one-time communication event so listen attentively...]

I sat up straight with bright eyes.....

[By the "will of the universe" a vessel was planted and has been growing for the past 22 years going through the normal process of human life in this society. This vessel was created without a soul at its birth, and its biological parents were destined to die before it reached the "age of activation". Thus, at the very moment in time that the vessel turned 22 years of age, a soul from an alternate reality with the required specifications was selected. In short, you are lucky. I repeat you're lucky! You are not the son of destiny nor are you a "chosen one" as is mentioned in your Earth's Tales and Stories. The moment of your death coincided with the vessel's activation and you had the required knowledge and interests. Therefore, by the will of the universe you are now given a new life in an Alternate Universe].

.....' well that was quite the summary of how unimportant I am, I guess this is the system's way of saying that my fate is not guaranteed in this new life.....'

[Secondly, the reason for the creation of the vessel was to enrich this world as its creativity pool is baren. I will not go into depth on what aspects of a world are essential to sustain it and provide excess energy but it is worth knowing that creativity and fiction are part of the resources of a world. The sum of all resources in all universes is the energy with which the "Will of the Universe" maintains all that is and will be].

'I suppose this all makes a little sense except the part where I enrich creativity although connecting the dots...Earth's IP system.....creativity.....enrich.....I think I have an idea but let's hear this cold system out'

[Finally, I will explain your purpose in this world and the compensation granted to you in recognition of delaying your arrival in the afterlife and dedicating yourself to enriching this world if you so choose. In short, you are to use the Earth's IP system to enrich this world by transferring over some of the most creative and unique ideas your original world produced. The avenue by which you do this is left to you and this life is your own. The Will of the Universe will not force anything upon you and you can end this new life at anytime again, this new life is your own].

[Take note transmigrator, the system is not intelligent. It is a tool, a tool that you will now choose the form of. Make your choice wisely John Waters as this will be the last communication with the Will of the Universe and you will be on your own].

[Option 1.....