GOD?

I wake up with a massive headache. I look around the room to figure out where I could possibly be. The hospital? Home? None of the above unless those places are made entirely of clouds. I'm a little scared I'll sink right through and fall to my death. Though am I alive right now anyway. There seems to be three other people in the room with me and none of them seem happy. One of them is a very short child with light blue eyes and long green hair. He's wearing a thick purple robe with black T-shirt and pants underneath. He looks around 10 years old if I had to guess. The other person sitting next to him in contrast is very tall with short red hair and dark blue eyes. He is dressed in a tuxedo and has smug look on his face as he stares at the little boy. I finally look up to see an older looking man with a bald head that seems to like dressing in onesies.

The older man starts to speak to me.

"I'm sorry about the commotion young man. I'm terribly sorry to inform you that you have died at the hands of my children. Though they might not look it they have lived for centuries. In the middle of their fight you happen to be caught in the crossfire. I can't break the delicate balance of the world by resurrecting you, but I will be able to transport somewhere new and hopefully exciting for you."

I peer over at the two siblings that seem to be looking at me with disdain on their faces. They couldn't care less that I died or the damaged they caused. To me they were children that couldn't control themselves. Though if I'm going to start over then I might as well enjoy it more than I did before.

"I accept"

The bald man snapped his fingers and I was engulfed by a white light that seemed to consume me. Well I wonder what was next as I lost consciousness once again.

I open my eyes once again and looked around. I'm in a messy room that seems filled to the brim with stuff. I see skateboards, headphones, music CD's, and more. Thankfully, I see that the bathroom door is opened. I go inside and look in the mirror. Yellow eyes, blonde hair with a black streak in it, and an awesome black jacket. This seems awfully familiar and then it hits me. This guy's memories that is. Years and years of knowledge pours inside my brain as I try to understand where I am. It seems that I have become Denki Kaminari in My Hero Academia. I watched the anime, but this world was not what I had in mind when he mentioned reincarnation. It was then that I heard a knock on the door…