1 3 Wishes

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Is this truly what it's come to...

A life held in the hands of others...

Taken by a blink and returned to a deaths fine grip...

A truly warm sensation, equally as cold, crawls up your spine as death firmly grabs your shoulder and asks for your understanding.

At least this is how it was for Moya. Moya was, for most part, a normal student, other than Moya's parents dying by a haywire plane accident when Moya was no older than three and him having been all by himself since, no family to look after him, he was completely ordinary.

Moya was a realist, as he like to call himself, the monotony of everyday life slowly corroding his tired soul. He was bored, sure, his life was nothing but monotonous and tiresome work, but he never thought of dying. Even though he had a dull life, he never thought to try and escape it. He simply had no reason to, because the afterlife was the unknown. A unknown variable. Moya was not one to take unnecessary risks.

Truck-Kun had other plans though...

The driver didn't even take a second look back, but actually sped up after running him over.

Moya had no strength left in his body, and could tell that his spine was shattered. He lay in a pool of his own blood and felt the cold creep upon him, as well as something suspiciously warm.

There was one thing that seemed odd though. It seemed as though no one came around the lonely street that he had been hit on.

Moya tried to summon his fading strength, and look around.

Oh.

Moya saw hundreds of people, no thousands.

"Why are they... just staring at me..?" Moya thought.

He could see that these people seemed to be fading, but just attributed that to he blood loss. Even still... Why were they just staring at him?

Suddenly Moya saw the crowd shifting, and a figure clad in all black step forward. When Moya's vision focused, he noticed that the figure was that of an exquisite, and seductive, woman. She wore a gentle smile and her eyes held... An emotion Moya was unfamiliar with.

Was it... Love?

Moya gave a complicated expression.

Who was this beautiful woman? Who were all these people who simply stared upon his dying frame? Why was no one calling an ambulance?!? Several questions wracked Moya as the woman bent over and picked him up!

Or rather helped him get to his feet...

Moya looked at the bloody spot where he previously lay, and he saw a body. His body. Laying cold and lifeless on the asphalt.

"So I'm dead, eh?" Moya said, returning his focus to the beautiful woman. The woman just gave a happy nod without responding. "And have you come to collect my soul, beautiful mistress?"

Moya looked upon the woman gently and cupped her chin within his hand as he held her around the waist.

A blush floated upon her face, as she stared up at the handsome Moya in a suprised, and bashful manner. Moya was known to be a playboy in his life, the one that had been so abruptly ended. This was something Moya had done plenty of times.

The only thing Moya could think, with a content smile on his lips, was, "Kawaii!" Although Moya had done this plenty of times, for some reason, it seemed as though his heart started to pick up pace when he held her, and it was as though he was losing control...

Must be her unbelievable beauty...

For several moments they stared into each others eyes, while the spectators could only stare jealously in the direction of Moya. Even all the other woman had envious looks directed at Moya.

"I-I am lady D-Death. F-follow me. We have stuff to talk about." The woman had finally spoken, and Moya heard a voice of true beauty. A voice that belies absolute warmth.

Moya had gotten quite the shock when he actually understood her words, however. How could such a warm and beautiful woman, have such an ominous and ill fitting name? Moya didn't mind much though and simply gave a smile and a nod.

He released lady Death from his hand and she led him toward a small dark hole, which seemed to obstruct reality.

Whoosh

They soon disappeared after they touched the dark portal.

...

After they came out of the portal they were in a massive room that was empty pitch black.

Around the Lady Death there was a faint glow.

"G-God I brought the person you wanted to talk to." The lady of death said in a respective tone.

Quite suddenly a massive figure of pure light appeared! "S-so bright..." Moya said, as he blocked the oppressive light from his eyes. Soon the light dim down and Moya was able to stare at the elderly figure that exuded a heavenly and powerful aura.

"Hello, mortal, I am Kitrik. Most mortals don't use my name however. They call me 'God'." God said.

"Kitrik..? Hello I am Moya. It is a pleasure to meet you." Moya said, a faint smile crossed his lips as he examined the elderly god.

"Well, Moya, let me get serious for a second. You have been chosen... You will be one of the five candidates to succeed me as the ruler of the seven heavens."

"What do I have to do in order to be to one to win?" Moya asked, kinda pissed off, because nobody asked for his opinion in this situation.

"You will be transported to any world of your choosing, and will be granted three wishes. When you choose your wishes, you will start your rise to power in which ever world you may choose, and as you are the first to become a candidate, you will be able to choose any world." God said.

Moya silently contemplated for several minutes. "Can I make a harem?" He blurted out suddenly. He had always been a playboy, and for good reason, he had an irresistible charm that even the beautiful Lady Death couldn't resist.

"Uh, I-I suppose. I don't recommend it however, if you get to distracted it my hinder your rise to power." God answered, quite taken by surprise at the lack of Moya's seriousness.

Moya thought to himself silently for several more minutes, to arrange his thoughts and wishes.

"God...I would like to be reborn in the world of is it wrong to pick up girls in a dungeon."

"Hmm... Very well that is possible."

"Good, Now for my first wish... I would like to have a system."

"Haha, child that is not a wish you need to make, as a candidate to become god, you have already been gifted one for the competition." God said as he laughed boisterously

"Hmm, then for my true first wish, I would like to have to Skill gluttony in my next life. The skill that allows me to eat other living, or non-living things, and gain a portion of their strength, as well as a possibility at it's skill."

"Hmm, yes I can certainly modify your body to be able to do that... I grant it."

"Now for my second wish, I would like to have unlimited points for my system shop."

"Alright that is fine, I can just arrange for everything within the system shop to be free however." God said, while snapping his fingers. "Now name your third, and final wish."

Moya put a devilish smirk on his face and pointed his finger at the gorgeous Lady Death. "For my final wish, I would like to bring her along with me on my travel." Both God and Lady Death looked surprised.

"T-that can be granted I suppose." God got an irritated look on his face, when he saw the profusely blushing Lady Death. "Now go, you must start your rise to power." God snapped his fingers once more and a pure white portal, much like the one of absolute darkness, appeared in front of both Moya and Lady death.

"Goodbye then. Many thanks God" Before Moya left he ran to Lady death and gave her a big kiss. The blush on her cheeks began to cover her entire body.

Moya then turned to the white portal, which would be the gateway to a new adventure, one that would snatch away the boring monotonous life he had lived up until this moment.