So... No truck-kun?

"So yeah… I kinda died."

"May I ask how?"

"I-uh… "

"Go on, child. There is no need to be ashamed."

Steeling my resolve, I finally spouted out.

"I PUT A SPOON IN THE MICROWAVE AND IT EXPLODED IN MY FACE!"

All the willpower that I could muster within my being was released with that sentence.

I mean, seriously. How many people get the chance to meet God of all people!?

"11 billion, 462 million, 978 thousa-"

"What?"

"Hm?"

"Ok. Quick questions."

"Please, by all means. We figuratively and literally have all the time in your world."

Oh my him. The fucking light radiating of off that spiritually powerful smile is blinding my non-existent eyes.

"Lucifer, Beelzebub, Satan?"

"They are all one and the same."

"Oh, cool. Do I just stay here, or can I reincarnate somewhere else?"

"The option is available to anyone. Many of them rest and worship, while others live and experience more. You, child, are one of few who can comprehend even the slightest of my kingdom."

"I guess I have to thank you for that huh?"

"Contrarily, by your own mind and effort you have gained wisdom and enlightenment in your life. The only reason for the way you have passed is because the body is not meant to stay conscious for 9 days and take dozens of doses of caffeine."

I stayed silent after that. 'Cause even if he says that, I still have the particular excuse of 'I had to carry a group project'.

"But, would you "want" the opportunity to be reborn somewhere else?"

After what felt like a "moment", I responded.

""Want" is a strong word for this choice. So many different things, so many different changes…"

I take one more moment to find my answer.

"Then again… I thought death was the end, before? Didn't I?"

"I see. Where would you like to-"

"Remnant. RWBY. 17 years before canon."

"Granted. And as two parting gifts, let me diversify this world; and let me give you a quaint present I sometimes give to your kind."

Quaint present? What would that be?

…

Oh wow! Everything's so warm and sticky! And why do I feel blind?

"It's a boy!" A foreign voice exclaims.

[Ding! The Gamer System has been installed.]

OH BOY. Here we go.