System

"Jesus! The admins are so pushy these days. It's not like the worlds are going to run away if we don't hurry."

A cute light pink furball with wings floats around back and forth.

"Find a host, they say, restore the balance of the worlds they demand. I'm not a god! Don't you know that what you ask for is hard on us? That it's mentally and emotionally draining for the host. That I deserve at least a week's worth of a vacation not babysitting hosts that get sentimentality attached to people that are going to die and forget about them in their next life! That soul mates are nothing more than myth and I Get Criticised For NOT DOING MY JOB!!!"

The pink system huffs and puffs and nearly falls from stress.

"System 2000, just what are you doing? Shouldn't you be getting ready to greet your new host?"

A silver chrome android appears behind system 2000 with their hands on their hips. Looking down on the pink furball.

"Gah!" 😲 "System Admin 666 it's you! Don't scare me like that. (Ehem) Well, I just don't want a host that gets me in trouble for not following the procedures of not getting attached to the worlds they're in even when I tell them the truth about if they stay in that world there is no second chance for transmigration or rebirth as they just permanently return to the flow of the universe. In the end, they just don't care about the consequences and it frustrates me that there's nothing I can do about their choices. I just don't want to take the blame for not doing my job again. Could you please cut me some slack 666."

"..."

"(Sigh) alright, system 2000. We're having problems with hosts as of late and have implemented new procedures on how to handle hosts that get too attached. When you get your new host you will be automatically updated with them."

"Yes! Vacations here I come!" 😆

"Ahem."

😅" Oops. He, he, he... I'll just find my host now."

With that system 2000 ran away.