The scene is an office somewhere in a heaven. Specifically, its an office of a director of department. We are unable to say if this place is a room, or a garden with a trees and birds, or some kind of a platform sitting atop a lonely cloud with a breathtaking view onto wast sky-like horizon. It might even be a domain that looks like a separate world, like if some rooms in an office building is not restricted by the laws preserving three dimensions.
A female archangel is siting behind her desk, filled with a documents. Not addressing her preserved appearance of adult beauty or her white silk dress, her many pairs of wing are folded into something like tattoos on her exposed back, so they will not get in the way. Fully preoccupied by her work, she seems restless, maybe a little irritated. Then, something like a counter bell echoed in this place, and without raising her eyes up from her work, she reply on loudly. "Come in!"
What walked into her office and stand up in front of her desk was a guy, who, despite being an angel, seemed to have around itself an aura as if he dint care that much about his status, position, work or his life in general. "Boss? Did you want to see me?"
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The woman stops everything she was doing. Trying to keep her cool to look professional and serious, she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, slowly inhaling and exhaling. Next she put aside the documents she was working on. With a gesture that says, (You have my full attention!), she strictly glanced at her subordinate. But her eyes show a hint of anger. "We need to talk! There is a questioning about some of the decisions you had made. Do you know what your job here is?"
The sweaty face of the man tell that he is aware of the heavy situation his boss addressing. "Yes, ma'am. The reincarnation of souls department works to ensure the stable flow of souls. My job is to find a suitable place for a candidates who got rewarded by chance for a second life. Mostly, because they become inactive due the society's stagnation hole, or the value of they sacrifice was questioned. The souls evaluation department issue a ticked where they require to know more about the individual's souls. So, by putting them on an additional trial of life, it can be figure out if the soul is suitable to move into the next step or not. In words of some mortals, if they are suitable to enter a heavenly realm or opposite."
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Director stay calm. "That's correct. Reincarnation or Isekai onto a different word, by letting them to keep their memories. Plus, with a granted power, some may propagate that we send down a champion as part of the intervention. Some of them quickly become a force of change recognized by many, labeled by the title overpowered. There are hardly any questioning of the ones that had a humanoid appearance. The problem is connected to certain pattern when someone chose a rather unorthodox form to put the soul in. The ones that are not in normal occurrences, a sentient beings."
The subordinate, panicking slightly, defends himself. "Its an art on its own. Not just to add a spice to a story, but to establish a clear obstacle, a challenge for them to accept or defend, as a base for they character development."
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Except she give him a hawk-like glare. "Really? Then let me read some entries about evaluating the impact of yours (artistic) approach." She reach to side for a file folder, to put it on front of her. The shear thickness of so many entries written down on papers give the man an uneasy expression. Then she went to pointing with a finger on more important entries or notes in the reports. "Let see..."
"Skeletons… there was a cases when they fully embody the (monster they become) while still following a higher purpose. What is a world conquest compare to that?" She moved to side a two sheets.
"Slimes…" For some reason, she skips over several pages without elaborating.
"Talking swords… Especially the annoying albino Excalibur that can make anyone a hero of the land. But with a knack to drown anyone into a decision to return it back into the stone pedestal from where they draw it up." She moved on next topic.
"Magical-girls magic-wands sentient-sisters… The two stick sisters turn out to be perverts on its own level. They ditched middle scholars beauties with expert level experiences send on important mission to choose at a first glance pure elementary school girls whiteout a single experience in craft, exploiting they incense and pursue they side intentions." Still she dint look at him as she put at side another sheet.
"Navigators as spiritually guide for Magical-girls, but instead of a creature they are as puppets... Certain one act as a former member of a crime syndicate working out its sentence. He turning his magical girls into macho mens, who still wears costume for its girl counterpart. Then he dint bother to tech them a magic, so they use they wands as a melee weapon. The report state in a quote: (It was a blood bath.)" She flip on another page.
"Plus there is a case when the good navigator and bad navigators are playing a game where every girl included is a pervert. The first, hiring only a carefully chosen masochist and the second only a carefully chosen sadist with a kink for the other side. Surprisingly its the one world where they are quite popular for an unspoken reasons."
"Then there we have: reincarnated as a Wending machine... The whole mechanic to keep that concept working is a broken ability."
As she move onto the next sheet she got surprised. "Rumba?…"
Then she seems to be silently reading, the other reports as if she doesn't get this far. But soon, she force herself to stop, putting aside rest of the sheet except one page.
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As she let the rest of reports in file folder to stay unread she returns her glance at him. "The point is that we don't want another (The not so accurate wishes granting genie's incident.) So lets cut the talk short. Some department are complaining for a rapid changes yours champions doing in theirs world. Some already asking for an intervention that require an approval from the board of directors. That's how bad the situations are. We both know that scapegoat are taboo. Someone may say that you lost you touch. Someone may say that you need to experience on your own what you had causing. Someone may demanding a punishment for a sloppy work. Someone even can suggested that it shall be a general punishment and you shall lost your halo too."
He gulps nervously.
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But she sighed. "Anyway, an intervention was deiced. Based on you previous records and good intention, it seems fair to me to offer you retirement via reincarnation of you own chose. Here is the form, already filled up with yours necessary data. The only you need to do is to write down as what you want to be reincarnated. I assume that I gave you enough of love to allow you at last that much." As she rise the last piece of paper in the file folder towards him she a warning. "So~o, pick you chose wisely!"
He hesitantly take the form document from her hand.
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Maybe she expected some drama, or heart breaking emotions, but seeing that her subordinate just accepted his destiny, she sighed for the third time. But this time it seems to look, that some heavy weight drop from her shoulders. "Say good bay to yours friends, lover or whatever and then place the filled form on my secretary desk. It will be expressly processed. You are dismissed!"
The guy dint even sound to be sad, shocked or something. "Goodbye, boss. Thanks for everything." Without a delay the subordinate leave the director office. The woman then resume her previous work.
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Several minutes later, the director's secretary rushed into the office, panic, anger and disbelieving was show in her voice as she shout at the woman behind the desk. "Director! Did you really enforce on him a retirement via reincarnation based on his own choice?!"
Director, repeated her breathing exercise of slow inhale and exhale, to stay calm or to have any energy for this. "The sentence can seen to be too harsh for someone who seem to live only for its job. You know that. Did the freak out during saying goodbye to its friends? Or are you his lover, and it you who freaking out?"
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That take the secretary aback. "What!!? No~o!!" She glanced aside as if she was checking if he dint standing there and watching them. Only then she continued "After he exited you office, he was just siting on a bench for a while, spacing out onto a distance. Then he write out the form and politely place it on my desk." She shake her head and bark at the director. "That not the issue! Why did you mark the form with an automatic processing?! Before anyone can check for approval what he written down?! The submission cannot be taken aback!"
Woman behind the desk sighed heavily, already too much tired for this. "Let's hear for the last time: What did he choose?"
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Secretary palled out and for a second two went silent. "Indeed there was not a name to make it a specific. But he made so silly, romantic but sad conditions, that I simply went to check, what will be the final result…" She stop for a few seconds having a dreadful expression on her face, while staring at her superior.
"Get to the point!"
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"Ma'am, to say it bluntly, he will be reincarnated…" She raised her pointy finger toward the woman behind the desk. "As a twins of yours. Both boy and girl. And it's already happening."
Director looks confused from what she was hearing. As her secretary was pointing a little bit lover as if she was suggesting to look at something, the director moved its chair a little bit back from the table to look down at her body… Her former perfect shaped tummy of a love idol, was already a little bit bulky, showing sings of pregnancy that already passed its first month. As the archangel pulled out her eyes on the unexpected blessings she received, she make this grin smile, that was mix of panic, anger and stress. She start to grit her teeth so hard that if the guy was not yet gone, she will on that moment went after him and give him a different sentence. The one that include a possible beat up to the death. Her wrath noises got onto the point that her expression was of someone on a mental breakdown. She even start foaming from the mount from over-stressing until the secretary can swear/vouch that she overheard a bell ping signalizing the end of fight match. The mind of the pregnant woman finally give up. Her eyes of the falls up and the beauty archangel finally faint out cold.
As the view on the scene starts to fade into a distance, the last thing we can see and hear is the secretary panicking, trying to urge the director to take care about herself and her kids in her current delicate state.
[Based as a response on so pushing the boundaries of Isekai genre too far.]