Inside a hospital room, an old man of about 70, by the name of Alexander Tolstoy can be seen lying in bed, flowers and gifts surrounding him as he lay unconscious with machines assisting his breathing. No family or doctor's insight as his breathing grew heavier and heavier.
The machines strapped to his body started to beep violently, echoing in the empty room.
beep....beep...beep..beep.bp.bp.bp.bp.bp.bp.bp.bp.bp.bp.....
Till they stopped altogether.
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In a white space that seemed to stretch infinitely a figure could be seen floating lifelessly in its void. Moments later another figure appears out of the blankness of the space. The figure is that of a man that if described in one word I'd be ordinary, as he is not good-looking nor is he ugly, he is not fat or skinny, he is not short he is not tall. He simply looked ordinary. The ordinary man who sported long brown hair did possess a feature that could never be described as ordinary as he has the most piercing green eyes, that seemed to simultaneously stare off into the infinity of his eternity and at nothing, a gaze that conceals nothing and reveals all that meets it.
The green-eyed man proceeds to set his gaze upon the body floating in this white space.
"Awaken"
With a single word reality itself seemed to shake.
The unconscious man immediately awakened in an erratic panic and reflexively started inhaling desperately but no air was coming in for none was there or needed. As he felt that there was no air in his lungs he grew even more desperate.
"You should calm yourself, child." That was what he heard in his desperate state. Turning around in a flash to face the source. When he turned he saw a man floating upright in this white space, locking eyes with him. Alex tried to look away for he felt that whatever was standing right in front of him could see right through him.
Whilst trying to look away he found out he simply couldn't, it felt to him as if his very soul was refusing him this freedom, and so he panicked evermore.
"There is no need to fret Alexander, know that no harm shall come to you here."Not once did his mouth open when he said this to Alex and it was also not communicated to him through telekinesis but as if by law the sound manifested itself in that plane.
As Alex heard this his being followed suit without a moment's hesitation he calmed down, this surprised him it was like his very being could not deny this man's words.
"Who are you?"
He asked with his newfound clarity.
"Who am I? Well simply put I'm god. Not yours though for you do not believe in any. But That is what your species calls me."
Alex had a complicated expression plastered on his face as he has just met a god, he didn't know whether to bow or kneel but there is no ground to kneel on. His mind is running a thousand miles per hour thinking about how he should behave and what he should say to not disrespect the god in front of him.
"There truly isn't a need to worry so much child I care very little for worship. I'm not human such customs mean almost nothing to me."
As soon as heard him he calmed down not of his own volition but he calmed down.
"Mhm..., pardon me, Mr, God, Sir but may I know why I'm here with you like this in this...in this place?"
"The reason is not very grand, but it's simply because I'm a fan."
"I oversee the entire universe and what lies beyond it, along with all the beings in them and I get greatly entertained by some of the beings living in them. You are one of them."
"Aside from that, you are a fighter, a great fighter no doubt but what intrigued me about you was not you're fighting ability, but more so that you are a fighter in every reality, every version of yourself in someway fights physically, like a warrior, gladiator, soldier, even now MMA fighter in a way each version of you is in or deals with battle. That is fascinating never have I seen a soul more true to its purpose, and yours is fighting. That is the reason you're here, 'cause I feel that one that has stayed so true should be rewarded, and watching that has given me great pleasure."
"Rewarded w...what type of reward is it, if I may ask?"
Alex inquired with anticipation written all over his face. He began to think back to his youth and the novels he read about main characters reincarnating into different fictional worlds and they all have similar beginnings in common. Except that the main characters of those stories were losers who led miserable lives. They were useless in every way and then were given a system to cheat their way all through their next life.
'Am I going to get reincarnated?' he thought.
"Yes"
"Did I say that aloud?"
"No, there is no air here for sound to travel. I've just been reading your mind as you were moving your mouth."
"Anyway, you're going to choose the world you want to be reborn in, fictional or otherwise. Then you'll decide the circumstance of your birth, and finally, you get three wishes, like in Aladin."
"Can I have some time to think?"
"Of course take all the time you need," Said god knowing already what his choices were.
[2 minutes later]
"Okay, I want the world to be Teen Wolf the TV series. I want to be born an Argent. As for the wishes, the first would be haki all three if my next self fulfils the requirements, the second is to have the most athletic body in the entire existence of that world, still not supernatural athleticism keep it human just the very peak of human athleticism, third and final wish is to erase all the memories and emotions from my old life including the shows. It's no fun if I know what's going to happen. Oh right if you could can you turn up the difficulty of that world? I'm not overly fond of easy fights."
"Your wish is my command," He said in a slight bow as Alex started to disappear from sight.