In a totally inconspicuous alleyway, in the middle of whoknowswhere, 3 men sniffing godknowswhat with the vigor of vacuum cleaners, were suddenly approached by a 16-year old boy with a cold demeanor almost reptilian in nature.

As Arthur approached the men, he noticed their bloodshot eyes, but could care less about the potential danger he had put himself in. "You lot realize that you are simply stuck in a vicious cycle right?, I mean you sell crack, to buy more crack, you gobble it all up, and then you realize you need more crack, like a rat in a maze, or was it a mouse? I wonder"

Arthur was well aware how idiotic what he was doing was, but in his defense he had grown bored of pestering his classmates and he finds the mentally insane far more interesting to interact with, when he questions their way of life to their faces the responses he gets are far more alien in nature.

Arthur continued to stare them down, awaiting a response when all of a sudden.

BANG!

Arthur looked down, only to notice his chest leaking red liquid like a hose pipe.

"Oh, I've been shot, haven't I?, hahaha you guys could've at least humored me, oh well I wonder what happens now, am I going to be a transported to a white room with an alien looking guy in a suit, telling me he's god?, who am I kidding I read way too many webnovels"

In a white room, an alien looking guy in a suit simply stared at Arthur, before proceeding to read the document in his hands.

"Quite a stupid endeavor you undertook huh?"

"Well, live and learn I guess, or in this case I suppose, learn and die, probably"

"You don't look all that shocked huh?"

"Would you believe me if I expected this exact situation to happen?"

"Anyhow, you probably know me as God and-"

"CALLED IT"

"Sorry...please continue"

"As I was saying, as you probably have guessed you're dead, and it's my job to handle your reincarnation, normally I like to allow people to choose their ideal world, however you need to have acquired a certain amount of good karma to do that and in your case well...I doubt I have to explain it to you"

"Actually, I do want you to explain it to me" replied Arthur smugly.

"Fine, long story short, you spent your whole life, and I mean WHOLE life, literally pestering people with your 'profound' questions and what not, and thus you have garnered so much hate that there is not a shred of good karma on you, happy now?"

"Damn, kinda harsh but whatever, so what happens now"

"Since you aren't eligible to choose, I will choose for you, I've searched your memories and it seems you've played Pokémon a lot, so I'll just go with that"

"....Pokémon?, as in the game I played when I was 10 years old, THAT Pokémon?"

"Yes, THAT Pokémon"

"Can I at least get like a cool system or something to help me out"

"Nope, good luck!"

"Wait we can talk this throu-"