My name is Shiva. Since childhood, I was never good at anything, and I have an average appearance with fat all over my body. I wasn't good at fighting, so I always got bullied at school. I didn't have many friends; my parents were the only ones who cared for me. They always supported me.

In this lonely world, web series and movies were the only things that brought me happiness, and my favorite character is Ghost Rider. I always wished to be like him, to punish these evil bullies by burning their asses to charcoal.

After completing my studies, I lived a peaceful life with my parents by running a bakery. I bought a second-hand car and took my parents for a drive in my new car.

While driving, a drunken man suddenly fell in front of the car. When I tried to stop, the car drifted and hit a truck carrying iron rods for construction. The car collided with the back of the truck, and one of the iron rods pierced my chest.

I could only hear my parents shouting my name before I blanked out. Now, I found myself standing in front of a man dressed in black, calling himself God, who offered me reincarnation and three wishes.

Shiva: So, you're saying that because of you, the drunk man fell in front of my car, resulting in my death, and now you're offering me three wishes as compensation?

God: Yes, I am very sorry. My love left me, so I got drunk and made this mistake.

Shiva: Okay. He replied sadly.

God: Now, please step inside the marked circle. We need to choose the world where you will be reincarnated.

When Shiva stepped inside the circle, a large wheel appeared in front of him and started rotating rapidly. After a long time, the wheel stopped between the worlds of Twilight and The Originals. When Shiva looked at God and asked, he would be reincarnated in a world that combines both Twilight and The Originals.

God: Now, tell me your wish.

Shiva: For my first wish, I want all the powers of Ghost Rider without another personality or slavery.

God: No problem. What's your next wish?

Shiva: I want to master all talents.

God: No problem, except for magical knowledge. You'll have to learn that yourself.

Shiva: Lastly, I want to have the appearance of Gojo Satoru from Jujutsu Kaisen, along with all my memories.

God: Okay, it's done.

God snapped his fingers, and Shiva disappeared through the portal.

After Shiva left, God said, "I hope you find happiness in this life, my friend," and left behind a solemn silence.

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In a high-class apartment in New York, Shiva opened his eyes and looked around, observing himself in the mirror.

Shiva: Hmm, choosing Gojo's appearance as my own perk. A well-toned body, sky-blue eyes, and white hair. I'm really a lady-killer.

Shiva: Let's see, what should I do? Let's check my powers.

Shiva opened his computer and saw his wallet next to it. He opened it and found an ID card with his photo and the name Jojo Satoru. (From this point on, we will address the main character as Jojo.)

Jojo turned on his computer and searched for information on this world. He discovered that there were no famous songs, manga, games, or novels from his previous world.

Jojo purchased top-quality computer parts and remodeled them, spending days and nights writing code with the help of his mastery of all talents. After three days of hard work and coding without rest, he finally created his personal AI assistant.(Sara)

Processing data... Recollection of data...

Sara: Hello, sir. Sara, your personal assistant is online and ready to help you with any task.

Jojo: Sara, run a system check and tell me if there are any errors.

Sara: System check is completed, sir, and there are no issues with the system. I have collected all the necessary data from the internet, thanks to the access you granted.

Jojo nodded and said, "Sara, I want you to open a company named All Entertainment. Find a suitable building and search the internet for talented individuals to join our company."

Sara: On my way, sir. The company has been created on paper, and I will notify you when it's ready to open.

Jojo: Sara, take one million in untraceable cash from anyone and open a bank account. Transfer all the money to the account and remove any traces.

Sara: Understood, sir.

After some time...

Sara: Sir, the money has been transferred to your bank account, and all traces have been erased.

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