1 Chapter 1

John Mate was a final year student, who was about to graduate with a degree in Mechanical engineering. But he found himself being part of a mugging after deciding to take a shortcut on his way back home. Trying to stay out of trouble, he picks up his phone after hiding in a corner and calls 911.

"Hello 911, what's your emergency?" came the monotonous voice from the other end of the phone.

"I am near an alley in Charles Street and there is mugging happening in front of me. The guys has a gun!" he said in a hurried and low voice.

"Can you tell me an identification mark so I can send a dispatch asap?" asked the voice.

"It's the alley next to the Toyota dealership! Can you guys hurry up? The guy looks agitated and looks like he is about to shoot!" replied John.

"A police dispatch will reach you in 2 minutes. Please stay on the line and update me on any development. Don't take any rash actions." came the voice from the other end.

After that John just replied with an "Okay" and stayed as quite as possible and immediately put his phone in silent. He had seen too many movies to know that the phone almost always gives away the location of the people who are hiding.

After a minute he could hear the sirens in the distance and he could see the mugger become more agitated. Apparently he could hear it too and he was becoming restless. Looking at the guy standing across from him, the mugger pushed his gun against the head of his victim and started to take out the stuff himself. In his agitation, his shaking hand fired a shot at a dumpster nearby and scared the victim into collapsing while hugging his head crying.

While cursing at the police officers for being stupid, John spoke in to the phone and said "The mugger is agitated after hearing the sirens. He just fired a shot by mistake. I think it's going to get worse."

"The police officers are almost there. They will take care of the situation. Stay put and don't do anything stupid." replied a slightly impatient voice while shouting something inaudible off the speaker.

"The man is getting more fidgety! F**K!" screamed John despite himself as he saw the mugger trying to take the bag that the victim was holding onto because of his fear and seem to have lost control of himself.

Upon hearing the shout, the mugger looked in his direction and realised there was another person with a phone in his hand and realised he must be the one who must have called the police.

"F**K you! How dare you call the police!" screamed the mugger who appeared to be a 30 something year old Caucasian male with a broad, muscular build.

"Don't do anything stupid! We can talk things through. You won't get into trouble. You can still run away!" said John, trying to stall for time and at the same time reason with the mugger.

"It's all because of you! If you had not called the police, I could have bought the medicine and gone back home! Die!" screamed the mugger and started to shoot randomly with his eyes closed. It was clear that this was his first time and he was for into this because of circumstances.

"No!" screamed John trying his best to make his frame as small as possible and diving behind the dumpster. But he knew he reacted too late. He could feel the blood flowing from his stomach. He held onto his stomach to try and stop the blood flow, when he noticed the police car stop in front of the alley and an officer rushing towards him,while another officer went ahead to subdue the mugger.

John could see the officer who rushed towards him try to keep him awake but he could not hold on and felt his eyelids getting heavier.

'How could this happen now of all times! I am just a 20 year old who was going to get a good job and lead a good life! Why must this happen to me?' were the last thoughts of John before darkness consumed him.

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After what felt like a millennium, John 'opened' his eyes to find himself sitting in front of a old man who was drinking what appeared to be coke.

"Oh! You have finally come to." said the old man.

He appeared to be around 70 years old with a french beard, and had a High-top fade hairstyle. For an old man he appeared stylish and was dressed in a jean and a polo tee. But his most attractive feature was his pure white eyes that seemed to almost blend in with his sclera.

"What happened? I remember getting shot and loosing consciousness. Where am I?" questioned John.

"Well, you messed up dude! Because of your good karma from previous life you were supposed to lead a successful life. You were supposed to be a billionaire! Why the f**k did you go in to that alley? Because of you I had to do so much work to stop the world from self-destruction!" replied the old man with a hint of annoyance.

"What are you talking about? Who are you? Where am I?" asked John rapidly.

"It's too complicated. Long story short, you veered off from the script and ended up dead. So I was trying to figure out what to do with you, while cleaning up the mess you created. And now I give up and have decided to give you the choice." said the old man and paused without speaking for a long time.

Realising that John was just staring at him with no other reaction the old frowned and said "Spoil sport! You were supposed to ask what choice! Well, whatever! Do you want to clean you karmic "slate" or do you want to reincarnate in a magical world?"

"And why would I choose the first option?" asked John.

"Because you won't be getting any cheat ability like those novels and you can die at anytime." replied the old man.

"What happens if I choose the first option?" queried John again.

"I will put you in the cycle of rebirth and reset all the karma you accumulated as the fee." replied the old man getting impatient with the questions.

"Last question. Who are you?" asked John.

"I am what you people God. But technically I am more of a manager of sorts. I just stop worlds from self-destruction. You won't understand even if I spend a 100 years explaining what I do. So what is your choice. But let me warn you, if you ask another question I will randomly choose and be done with this sh*t!" snapped the old man.

"Well, the magical reality it is then. At least I can keep my memories that way right?" replied John.

"I never said anything about you keeping your memory though. Well, since you have made your choice! Good bye!" said the old man as a bright light engulfed John as a black hole spread from it's center and then vanished with no traces of John ever being there.

"I can't wait to see his expression when he realizes that he has his memories and I was just messing with him! Hahahaha." guffawed the old man for a long time.