Accident

My name is Lucas, I was born in Rio de Janeiro and I was never a very normal guy. I was born with a skill that others didn't have, when I was 7 years old, I realized that no matter what kind of calculation, as long as I learned the most basic form, I would be able to instantly know the result, I didn't even think about the math, and the result appeared in my mind. When I learned that 2 + 2 equals 4, I looked at a bigger sum count, and before I even understood what the number was, with too many zeros to figure out right away, the result wasn't in front of me.

It's as if my brain, from the image that my eyes can see, calculates things immediately, even things I wasn't noticing, things out of the corner of my eye or on pages that I don't read, I just pass by. When my parents realized this peculiarity, I was treated as a kind of genius, they thought I was born gifted, evolved, so the truth came out. Upon entering school, I realized that this ability was solely for calculations, even for some problems that involved calculations, but nothing more. I was never a good student, no genius here, except in math and geometry, at that I was good.

The shock of my ability soon wore off, and I had a relatively normal childhood, I was taken to some hospitals for some tests and I was told it must be some kind of autism, that there were similar cases, not so precise, but similar. I had friends, girlfriends, and soon I was 27 years old, graduated in Economics, working as an accountant and in a bank. I can't say I'm not grateful, after all, graduating with this skill was really easy, getting a job was easy, but come on, I had my golden age watching a lot of anime and reading books, I couldn't have been born a little bit more special ?

One day I found myself standing at a bus stop, staring at nothing, bored, I had entered the system, the cycle, I wasn't particularly sad, but I wasn't the happiest guy either, dreams, wishes, all shelved, no girlfriends for years old. I looked at the red light thinking about everything from my childhood to 'why the hell could Madara release Susanoo without the eyes?', literally alienated around me.

And out of nowhere, I saw an old man, he was wearing a black robe, he had a giant beard, Dumbledore style, he was using a tall old wooden cane, and he was crossing the street looking at the ground, when out of nowhere, a truck passed right by. by him. Without braking, honking or trying to swerve, he just ran right through him.

Fuooosh!

Headache, my eyes were burning, they were burning, the scene 'rewound', the bus turned back, and the old man reappeared, walking backwards. He went back to the sidewalk and out of nowhere, he started walking forward. Instantly, in a matter of milliseconds, I understood. I had a kind of premonition, I ran forward and jumped to push the old man and save his life.

That's when my hands went through the old man, all over my body, like an illusion, he widened his eyes and looked at me as I fell. His eyes. They were like a constellation, full of stars, and deep down the center of the universe, there was no white part. they were black full of stars.

I fell to the floor and felt a twinge and then everything went white.

I died.

~

I was staring at blank space. I don't know exactly what I was thinking about, my childhood, adolescence, nothing specific, but everything at the same time. It was as if I hadn't noticed that the area around me was different.

- Hello? Lucas isn't it? - said a mysterious voice, old and deep.

I looked to the side and saw, sitting in a white armchair, the old man. He was wearing the same black robe, and beside the armchair was his cane, he still had the deepest eyes I had ever seen. I could stare into those eyes for hours without getting tired.

- It was really surprising, someone being able to see me in that nether world, too bad it caused an unforeseen accident. - Said the old man smoothing his beard.

- Sorry? May I know who are you? I asked cautiously.

Deep down, I already knew. When he brought me out of my stupor, I remembered what had happened and knew the truth. But something in me led me to deny reality, to wish I was wrong.

- Well, I have many names, infinite, but you can call me God. - God said with a slight smile.

- God? Like GOD GOD? - I asked stupidly.

- Yeah, God. And yes Lucas, you're dead. Your body died to be more specific. - God said confirming my fears.

As I said, I had already cashed out, but still, upon having the direct confirmation, I still received a slight mental shock. It didn't last long, but I still felt shaken.

- Then that's it? Is there really an afterlife? Is this room like a trial to decide if I'm going to heaven or hell? - I asked trying to know more about the situation.

- Yes and no Lucas. There is an afterlife, but that's not where recently deceased souls are taken. I took your soul from the River of Souls directly and brought you here. - God said calmly.

- Because?

- Well, check it out. I wasn't exactly on that street. It was only a fraction of my consciousness that was there, no one else was supposed to see or notice me, I didn't even have the physical matter to avoid intervening on the Plane. But still, you, in some way that I still don't understand, were able to see me, and that somehow interfered with the Plan, and you died prematurely. replied God.

I thought for a second about what he had said and came to the conclusion that there was no point in resenting God or anything. I've always been a person who looked forward rather than thinking about past mistakes.

- And now? I asked cautiously.

- Now? See, I checked your world's Plan after your untimely death and look how interesting, nothing has changed, your untimely death didn't do any harm to anyone, you were treated like a suicide who used a poor bus driver as a tool. The driver was slightly injured, but received a large compensation from the transport company, I can say that he was even happier after the tragic accident. - Said God pulling out a packet of bullets. - Understand, it's not that you were useless, don't get me wrong, but in the future you wouldn't do anything that could improve the world itself, your death didn't create big waves, and that's why I can't put you back in your place. That could indeed cause big waves. It's not fun to play with time. Not for me, a lot of work for little result.

Okay, I already knew I wasn't going to become the president, but damn, saying that like that breaks me!

- Ok, I understand, let's move on to now, what will happen to me? - I asked trying to change the subject.

- So I feel a little responsible, just a little bit, so I decided to let you reincarnate with your memories intact, sometimes I do that, more often than you can imagine. - He said eating the sweets.

- Serious? Like those repetitive and numerous animes? - I asked skeptically.

- Yeah, shall we start? - said God getting up.

He walked across the room and waved his hands lightly. A gigantic roulette wheel appeared, it was huge, it must have been more than 500 meters in diameter, it reminded me of a football field seen from above. In it, there were countless words or phrases, some with large spaces, others with spaces so thin it was barely readable. There must have been thousands.

- They are worlds. Countless worlds, of countless universes. Sorry Lucas, but luck is justice and that's not fair, but it is. You don't need to understand. - God said, waving his hands again.

The roulette wheel started to spin slowly, then accelerated and became extremely fast, you could only see a blur. The wind caused by the roulette was very strong, it felt like a hurricane, something was holding me where I was, probably God.

- I'll make her stop. - said God.

The roulette wheel continued to spin for a long time, about 15 minutes, but different colors were already visible. The decrease began to be noticeable, after another 15 minutes it became extremely slow, it was already possible to see the names that passed through the giant arrow at the bottom.

Twilight, Harry Potter, Bleach, Skyrim... many have passed.

- Wait, with worlds, you mean, anime and movie worlds? Like this? They're not real, how am I going to talk to someone I consider an actor or someone else's invention? There's no way to take it seriously. - said to God.

In fact, if you think about it, going into a world that you know isn't real shouldn't be much fun, imagine, knowing that it was all someone else's imagination.

- They're real. As real as your world. See, it happens sometimes, a soul that has passed through Rio das Almas forgets its past life, but often, something remains, a tic, a mania, a memory. And that always comes in the form of dreams, imagination or ideas. All the authors, writers, screenwriters in your world have thought of screenplays based on things their souls have seen or experienced in their past life. All those worlds are real, alternate, but real. - explained God.

- My God, even the horror ones? - I asked fearfully when I saw the word The Call and Resident Evil passing through the arrow.

- It is clear. - said God.

Time passed and I got a little more nervous, whenever I thought the roulette was going to stop, it continued slowly. When I thought she was going to end up in World of Warcraft, she walked a few millimeters more, and stopped.

Naruto.

- THAT! - I gave a spontaneous scream.

Not that I didn't know that Naruto's world was still one of the most dangerous, but at least I knew the plot, depending on which timeline I was sent, I could make the most of it.

- Okay, now let's get to your body. Everyone who is reborn has a certain degree of luck in their souls, and that luck decides how they will be born into their new world, let me see... oh! You are lucky! - said God looking at a clipboard that he himself materialized.

- Which? - I asked curiously, still thinking about the plot of Naruto.

- In your current world you are lucky both in body and in spirit. It looks like you were born with perfect health and some kind of ability in the spirit. Strange, in your world there shouldn't be anyone with skills. Your luck is really good. - said God turning the pages.

I tried to read it but it was written in something illegible for me. God shook hands and the words on the wheel changed. The names of several people I didn't know popped up.

- What is it? - I asked.

- They are people with bodies suitable for the world of Naruto, see, you can't be reborn in Naruto as a Shinigami, or a Saiyan, you can't fit in. Only people who are adaptable are at roulette. Let's start. - God explained, waving his hands again.

The same process followed, the roulette wheel spun extremely fast and then with another wave, it began to slow down, until it stopped.

Yujiro Hanma.

- Fuck! My goodness! VISH! Too bad!, for both of them. - I shouted with my luck.

Yujiro Hanma is one of the strongest characters I've ever seen. His body possesses an unprecedented level of talent for combat, which I knew would be needed in the world of Naruto.

- You liked it? I personally think it's too exaggerated, some modifications will be made here and there, but that's ok. - said God.

- What modifications? - I asked.

- The Hanma gene develops the body a lot, and in the world of Naruto, even if the strength is huge, the body is not usually very big, but don't worry, the Hanma gene is not about strong body, but absolute talent for the combat and wild instinct absurd, almost a beast in human form. - explained God.

- Now let's go to the last one, your spiritual ability. - God said waving his hands and spinning the wheel again.

Same thing, minus emotion, most words didn't strike me as very impressive. Things like culinary talent, good breath, none were amazing, but there were thousands and few were visible. Some were written in strange, illegible letters.

The roulette wheel turned and turned and stopped.

Great Sage.

- HOLY LUCK! I widened my eyes, exclaiming.

- Looks like it's an evolution of your current calculus skill, that's it. We must no longer hold back. Any other questions Lucas? asked God, sitting back in his armchair.

- No sir, oh wait, how am I going to be reborn? At what time? - I asked remembering.

- Random, Luck Lucas, is the most important thing in life. Goodbye. - God said waving his hands.

Everything went dark.