Prologue

In a spacious old-Japanese-style room, an old man was lying on a futon. 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 stammering and breathing roughly, the old man said.

"Delete… 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 to live ... for 125 years ...

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On a high mountain that was filled with all kinds of unknown herbs, trees, and small streams that flowed like dragon veins all over the earth, gave this place a divine look.

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 said.

Did I go to heaven after all? The timbre of his voice was even and impassive, and his gaze expressed complete calm. He quickly accepted the situation.

- You can think so.

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

- Who are you?

At the calm voice of the young man, the man who was drinking tea raised an eyebrow. He was slightly surprised by the calm reaction of this man.

"Young man, you are quite calm.

The guy lying on the grass got up from his seat and walked over to the table. After waiting for a gesture of invitation, he sat down at 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, accepting a glass of tea that materialized 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 didn't even raise an eyebrow at the recognition of the person in front of him. After thinking for a moment, he finally voiced his suspicion. - A god who talks at the table with an ordinary person and drinks tea. Can't believe it.

The man smiled and, at a slow pace, explained everything that a visitor 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 someone special, although in his youth it was the other way around. But he admitted that only through his perseverance and overcoming difficulties, while towering 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 dismantled all his fortune piece by piece.

Summing up, the avatar said.

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

The boy looked at the man and shook his head.

- I don't want. Let me die or erase my memories and let me start over.

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

The avatars themselves, as he said, were innumerable, and over time, they became individual beings. He didn't know how the other avatars would have reacted, but he didn't like the words of the person in front of him.

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

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

The avatar nodded, calming his anger. He had just offered a human a chance one could only dream of, but this mortal made his terms as if he was owed something. If in his place a hot-tempered avatar, then the soul of this mortal ended up in the Gates of Hades.

"Since you admitted your mistake, I will forgive you. He opened his eyes and looked back 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 lived a lifetime full of various adventures, and also died once, his fear was greatly blunted.

The avatar, seeing the bow of the man, was even more pleased, and his little residual displeasure completely disappeared.

- Wonderful. For the past insult, I will not ask where you want to be reborn, and I will decide it for you." The avatar did not move, at the same moment he saw all the memories of the mortal in front of him. "Hmm…" Seeing something interesting in his memories, he came to an interesting conclusion.

The guy saw a smile on the lips of the avatar, and it made him wince. It seemed to him that even if he was forgiven for his rudeness earlier, the punishment would in any case come down on his head.

- You think right. the avatar suddenly said.

And… he can also read minds…

"I chose the world for you to go to. 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? the young man suggested. He already understood from the reaction of the avatar that he had read his memories, which means that the world would also be familiar to him.

The avatar didn't answer his question and waved his hand. He was slightly disgusted to answer the questions of a mortal, which 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 panic, despite the fact that they were chosen by him.

"Speak your will, don't waste my time."

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

- Not.

"…I want to have more desires.

"…" The avatar's eyelid twitched, and in annoyance, he slammed 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.