1 Prologue

An old man lay on a futon in a spacious old Japanese-style room. His face was completely wrinkled and he had gray hair on his head.

- Haaa ... Yu ... Yuchi. ro ... - the old man was on his last legs. Next to him sat his family: children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. The one he called was his great-grandson, Yuchiro, fifteen years old.

The boy approached his great-grandfather with a face full of tears.

- Yes, oji-san ...

Still continuing to stumble and breathe roughly, the old man said.

- Remove ... no ... throw haaa ... throw my computer ... laptop ... haa ... tablet and phone ... into the water ... do it ... destroy everything ...

Everyone was surprised. They looked at each other, not understanding why he needed it. Only Yuchiro knew the reason for such words, so he smiled.

- Yes, oji-san!

And only after the promise of his great-grandson, the old man closed his eyes ...

The family mourned him, but each of them knew that he had long been preparing to leave this world after his wife, but because of the promise he had to continue living ... for 125 years ...

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On a high mountain, which was filled with all kinds of unknown grasses, trees, as well as small streams that flowed like dragon veins throughout the earth, gave this place a divine appearance.

On the grass one could see a young man of about 20 years old. Opening his eyes, the young man looked at the sky for a long time, until he spoke.

- I got to heaven after all? - the timbre of his voice was even and impassive, and his gaze expressed complete calmness. He quickly accepted the situation.

- You can think so.

There was a voice somewhere ahead of him. The guy sat up and looked towards the source of the sound. In front of him was a gazebo, inside which stood a snow-white table and two chairs. At one of these seats sat an incredibly handsome man of about 30 with long snow-white hair to the floor.

- Who are you?

At the young man's calm voice, the man drinking tea raised an eyebrow. He was mildly surprised by this man's calm reaction.

- Young man, and you are quite calm.

The guy lying on the grass got up from his seat and walked over to the table. After waiting for an invitation, he sat down in an empty chair.

- I'm not young anymore. - with these words the guy looked at his hands and opened his eyes. His surprise was somehow noticeable, but remembering that he was already dead and should not trample the ground, he calmed down.

"Since Heaven exists, I don't think there is anything more amazing," he thought as he accepted a glass of tea that materialized right out of thin air.

- 125 years is a drop in the ocean. The man shook his head. - I forgot to introduce myself. I'm God.

- ... - the young man did not even raise an eyebrow at the recognition of the person in front of him. After thinking a little, he nevertheless voiced his suspicion. - God who talks at the table with an ordinary person and drinks tea. I can't believe it.

The man smiled and at a slow pace explained everything that a newcomer should know.

As it turned out, this man was an avatar of God and there are countless people like him. Their task was to select people who showed their best side and stood out among the masses. And although the young man in front of the avatar was unusual during his lifetime, there are an incredible number of people like him from different parts of the universe.

The young man nodded and showed a knowing look. He did not consider himself to be someone special, although in his youth it was the opposite. But he admitted that only thanks to his perseverance and overcoming difficulties, while rising above the rest, he was able to achieve incredible heights during his lifetime. It is a pity that his descendants did not adopt his views on life and took apart his entire fortune piece by piece.

Summing up, the avatar said.

- Therefore, you will be reborn, but you have the right to ask me for a desire.

The guy looked at the man and shook his head.

- I do not want. Let me die or erase my memories and let me start over.

The Avatar opened his eyes, staring in surprise at the man in front of him. He could read minds, but he did so only when he was bored and usually his goals were girls.

The avatars themselves, as he said, were innumerable and over time, they became individual beings. He did not know how the other avatars would react to this, but he did not like the given words of the person in front of him.

"You're rude, don't you?" - closing his eyes and losing any positive opinion about this person, said the avatar.

-… - the young man thought and nodded his head. - Sorry, I forgot. He apologized. Having become a person who was respected by the whole world, he began to treat others as inferior beings. And the fact that the avatar of God was in front of him could not erase his habit of saying such words.

The avatar nodded, soothing his anger. He had just offered the man a chance that one can only dream of, but this mortal set his conditions, as if he owed something. Be in his place a hot-tempered avatar, then the soul of this mortal was in the Gates of Hades.

"Since you have admitted your mistake, I will forgive you. - he opened his eyes and looked again at the man in front of him.

- Please accept my thanks. - the young man knew that he had made a mistake, but he was not afraid. As a person who has lived a lifetime

full of different adventures, and also having died once, his fear was greatly dulled.

The avatar, seeing the human bow, was even more pleased, and his little residual discontent completely disappeared.

- Perfectly. For the past insult, I will not ask where you want to be reborn, and I will decide it for you. "The avatar, without moving from his place, at the same moment saw all the memories of the mortal in front of him. "Hmm…" After seeing something interesting in his memories, he came to an interesting conclusion.

The guy saw the smile on the avatar's lips and it made him flinch. It seemed to him that even if he was forgiven for his rudeness earlier, the punishment in any case would descend on his head.

- You think right. The avatar said unexpectedly.

And ... he also knows how to read thoughts ...

- I have chosen for you the world to which you will go. What I want to do is going to be pretty rough, so I'll give you one more little compensation.

- The world that I know? - suggested the young man. He already understood from the reaction of the avatar that he had read his memories, which means that the world will also be familiar to him.

The avatar did not answer his question and waved his hand. He was slightly disgusted with answering mortal questions that went beyond what was permitted. For a person, rebirth is already a great miracle and grace. And the saddest thing is that the avatar liked this person who was sitting in front of him, because the other dead begin to spread panic, despite the fact that they were chosen by him.

- Speak your wish, do not waste my time.

"… I want to be the strongest in this world.

- No.

-… I want to have more desires.

"…" The avatar's eyelid twitched, and with irritation he hit the table with his palm, and the next second the young guy in front of him disappeared.

The avatar no longer paid attention to the mortal, completely forgetting about him.