Grandpa?

"(Uh, yeah? Well, it's dazzling...)"

　It was far more dazzling than my younger sister Swastika, whenever I happened to oversleep and she came into my room without knocking, opened the curtains, and let the sunlight hit my face directly from the other side of the window. It's like sunbathing without wearing sunglasses.

　Due to the glare, I covered my eyes with my left hand and slowly opened my eyelids. Place only your right hand on the ground, and using the strength of your arm, which you have always trained, first, raise your upper body, then bend your legs, touch the ground, and stand up as if jumping.

"(White)"

　Yes, what was spreading out in front of me was white. I can't find any other words to express it.

Confused, I looked to the front...Yeah, it was white. The white space stretches far into the distance.

　Next, I checked both sides...Yeah, it was white.

　I also checked the ground... it was white. It's like standing on a tissue.

　Finally, I looked straight up...yup, it's white. Also, it's dazzling. But I can't see the sun. Even when I look up, the sight that spreads out is white.

　I took a few deep breaths to avoid confusion at this unusual sight, looked down, closed my eyes, slapped my right cheek with my left hand, and opened my eyes again.

　Yeah, unfortunately, it doesn't seem to have any effect. No matter where I turn again, all I see is pure white space.

"Where am I?"

　Words fell unconsciously from my mouth. Perhaps this is the afterlife. I died and now I'm standing here.

　I still remember the pain clearly. I tried rubbing the stung area, but it didn't feel any pain at all.

　As I was near death, my last memory was of Svetlana crying. When I try to remember her appearance, I wonder why, even though I should have already died, my heart feels like it's going to burst, it hurts... it hurts. I had been trying so hard not to make her cry. I have remained a gentleman because of her smile. Something like this...

"Huh..."

　I couldn't help but sigh. It's already too late to regret it now. I know that.

"If this is the afterlife, what should I do now?"

　I wonder if Yamdoot(Messengers of hell) will come to take me to Yamaloka(hell) to meet God Yamaraja(God of Death and ruler of Yamaloka(Hell) in Hinduism) where Lord Chitragupta(Registrar of Yamaraja) who will read out about my deeds allowing the God to decide whether I will go to Swarga(Heaven) or Naraka(Hell).

"Hehe, if you're out of line, this is the divine world."

"Woah!"

　As I was casually thinking about what would happen after I die, I suddenly heard a voice from behind me and turned around in surprise.

　Before I knew it, the last person I saw was an old man wearing a high-quality white dress that looked like Hakama. He looks about 80 or 90 years old but has a silvery-white beard, and his hair is gray and long which comes to the waist.

The old man holds a cane in his right hand, but his back is perfectly straight. Is a cane necessary? But...I don't know why...the atmosphere he wears is different. I don't know how to explain it, but my aura is different from normal people.

　After taking a closer look at his face. Huh...It seems I remember this old man. Hmm? Who could that be...ah!

"Anand Grandpa!?"

　Yes, I remembered. He is my paternal grandfather, who lived in Goa after his retirement and passed away eight years ago. I once went on a trip. I remember that the sea was crystal clear and he picked up some nice corals for his art. He once took me out to learn how to catch fish in detail because I was interested in fishing.

"Hehe, unfortunately, I am not your grandfather."

"Eh... ah, ah, sorry. It was the wrong person."

　It's different, it's embarrassing...but some people look so much like I know.

"What? There is nothing to worry about. Hoho."

　However, I was glad that the old man seemed to have a kind personality. Old people these days get really angry over the slightest thing.

"By the way, what is the divine world?"

　Off-topic, but this white space is not heaven, but the divine world? It seems like a place like that.

"Hmm, in a space where gods live, I am the Primordial god."

　Eh... ehhhhhhhhhhh? A Primordial God!?

"...Um, are you serious?"

"Hmm, seriously, hoho."

Damn! Woah! It's God. He's a Primordial god!

'…Isn't it better to just kneel on the ground and pray to him?' 

　Ordinary people don't meet God, so they don't know what to do. I don't know about proper etiquette.

"No, no, just take it easy. Hehe."

"Ah... that was good."

　I seriously thought so. I thought he was going to go to hell for being disrespectful. Also, it seems he can read my mind. God is amazing. I then asked the Primordial God, who was smiling softly while showing his perfectly aligned teeth, what he was most curious about.

"Um, why am I here?"

　yes. I was stabbed and died. In front of the woman, I love the most. If this pure white place is heaven, I can still understand it. But why am I in the divine world? I can't keep up with my understanding.

"Hohoho, that's because I teleported here."

"T-transfer?…But I should be dead."

　After saying that, I pulled up my clothes and looked at the side where I had been stabbed.

　There is no pain, and the wound has disappeared. However, the shirt I was wearing was soaked with blood.

"Hmm, actually, I transferred you here and made you recover, so you're still alive."

Huh…? Am I still alive? Is such a thing possible?

"B-but! What about my corpse? There must have been a lot of people around me."

　Yes, that's the scene that burned into my eyes after I collapsed. My beloved Svetlana was desperately trying to close the wound with a handkerchief. Furthermore, the murderer I had slammed to the ground was being held down by several adults (plus, there were some jeers).

"Hoho, that's it. If you were to compare it to a ninja, it would be like a shadow clone technique. The corpse is still in that place."

"...Aaah, I don't understand, but I get the gist."

　One thing I can say is he knows well about Anime and the culture of my planet, that's why he knows very well about Ninja!

"By the way, aren't you interested in other worlds?"

　I was suddenly invited to another world by the creator god. It took me a while to understand how sudden it was. This seems to be the main issue.

"Another world?… I'm certainly interested."

　I'd be lying if I said I wasn't interested. When Svetlana came to my house, I used to read her sister Nina's light novel about being transported to another world/reincarnation.

"Hmm, then will you go to one of the many worlds that I manage?"

　I folded my arms in response to a proposal from the God of Creation that suddenly came to me, and thought about it with all my wisdom.

"Hmm, well, I'm already dead on the other side, so that's good."

　Various thoughts are drawn like a whirlpool in my head. A few minutes later, I made up my mind and spoke clearly.

"Oh! That's good, that's good. In Bharat(India), where you were, the cremation has already been done and all the final rites have already been completed....Well then."

　The next moment, the Primordial God, who had been smiling until just now, turned to me with a serious expression and looked straight into my eyes. My body trembles involuntarily, and I feel like my heart is being grabbed tightly. My body instinctively tries to kneel on the ground, but I grit my teeth and fight back against the fear. This is God. They are on a different level than humans. My molars tremble involuntarily.

"--Right away, child of human, Milan Kumar Rathore. Let's give you the wish you desire. The world you will go to is a planet that is fundamentally different from the Earth you came from. You can see your "status" there, which is a copy of yourself that tells you about your potential and growth, the concept of levels exists, Magic also exists, races other than humans live, and there are also races called Demons.

　I see... From what God has explained, it's a fantasy parallel world like a game. It makes me want to go even more.

--The Primordial God continues.

"Little one, what do you wish for? Infinite magical power vaster than the sea, a sword that cuts through all things, a demonic eye that captivates all of the opposite sex, an invincible body that can withstand any attack unharmed. Now which one do you want?"

　The Primordial God gives pressure. No, don't think about unnecessary things. what do I want? Think, think. I must have read all these novels! Svetlana and I must have talked about various things when we read and discussed such novels! I remember that!

"Hmm, I guess it's about time."

　For about a few minutes after that, I kept thinking about it, my head spinning at full speed. It couldn't be any better.

"Aaah, before that, can I ask you one question?"

　It's not the word I would use for God, but this old man doesn't care. I think.

"…Hmm, good."

　Can I make more than one request for the question I asked earlier? I tried to ask. God didn't say he would give just one thing. But before I could ask a question, I already received an answer.

"Then, there are many wishes that I wish for. Please fulfill these wishes. I want an aptitude for using all elements, the excellent talent of learning and doing anything just by watching others and practicing it, and exclusive abilities known as "God Eye" which can let me see the stats of everyone, let me see through anything, etc. and a "Cut/Copy and Paste" which can let me copy or snatch the talents, ability, skills and spells of the person to myself and my loved ones."

　There should be no problem with these wishes. After all, since he is a Primordial God, there will be no problem even if you give me this much.

"Hmm, that's fine. Anything else?."

　Finally. This is my last hope and my last hurdle. But I have no choice but to bet on this.

"Finally…I want to train here in the divine world and become strong so that I can protect myself and my loved ones."

　Yes. Training in the safest place. Even if you train your body regularly, there's no way you'll be able to kill creatures or monsters even if a weapon is suddenly handed to you. Besides, if the fantasy novels I often read are accurate, there will probably be thieves in the other world I'm headed to. Even if you receive a so-called cheat, you will be easily killed. Now...what about my wish??

"Fu, fufu, HOHOHOHOHO, good, good, good. This Primordial God has accepted that wish."

　I wonder where his serious expression from before went. He returned to being a kind old man.

"Well then, please take care of me from now on, Grandpa."

"Oh, nice to meet you. But it feels good to be called Grandpa."

　In this way, I have a Grandfather who is a Primordial God.