Chapter - 1

"Dude, what the fuck?"

"Hey, hey, don't put your fucking block down, fight like a man!"

Yeah, yeah, it's all coming out of my dirty mouth. And no, I'm not fighting. Did you really think I was dumb enough to talk during a real fight? Did I get into anime to do that? No, it's much more serious here.

* Bam*

- "Fucked up" - holding in my hand the now broken gaming mouse that I ordered last week!

- "DAMN YOU, DAMN YOU!" - grabbing my hair, I looked at the computer screen where the inscription GAME OVER was.

This is one day of my life. As usual, I was sitting and enjoying video games at my computer. Fortunately, this is not my only hobby, otherwise I'm afraid to imagine what will happen to my nerve cells.

My name is Jordan and I'm an ordinary schoolboy. My favorite sport is MMA! But I do not do it, because unfortunately my health does not allow me.

I was born with lower body paralysis, which makes it almost impossible to fulfill my dreams.That's why I got addicted to computer games, books, movies and of course anime. It was another one of my favorite activities.

Especially when you're tired and about to go to bed, you take out your favorite manga and start reading before going to bed, isn't that wonderful? This is probably the best thing that's happening to me right now.

I was lying on my bed right now and flipping through a new issue of a manga called Tokyo Avengers. When I first saw the cover of this manga, I thought it would be just fucking interesting, but.. All I see is our main character crying....

- "Seriously... Takemichi is whining again?" - but despite all my complaints, I kept flipping through page after page.

I liked fights, especially Mikey who looked really cool. Maybe it was just a dream, but I really wanted to become someone like him.

To be strong, charismatic and cool, is it bad to have such a dream?

But looking at my skinny pale hands, I begin to realize that the dream will remain something that I will never achieve in this life.

I don't blame my parents for giving me such a life. Unfortunately, I haven't seen them since the first day of my birth. Unfortunately, I grew up not even knowing who they are and where they are.

* Sigh*

- "I think it's time to go to bed.. I don't want to spoil my mood before going to bed again.." I said, putting the manga on the nightstand and turning off the lamp.

Closing my eyes, I gradually began to put myself to sleep until I fell asleep at all, not even knowing that this was the last time I took a breath in this world.

At that moment, after the boy fell asleep, something incredible began to happen.

Right above his bed, a strange funnel suddenly appeared, which became bigger and bigger, and when it was the size of Jordan's height, it pulled the boy inside in a second, which made him not even understand what happened, as in the same second it closed.

.....

- "Hey.. Wake up.."

- "Stop sleeping, I'm talking to you!"

Do I hear someone's voice? What's it?

I felt someone poking me in the face, which made me open one eye to complain, but immediately shut up.

WHERE THE HELL AM I?

With only one eye open, I was looking at a strange old man in a robe. His long beard was as white as snow. why it seemed unrealistic. He was now sitting in an armchair with chips in his hands and looking at me, but the strangest thing is that I am clearly not at home right now.

Was I on some kind of white fluff just now? No.. It reminds me of a cloud, what? What the fuck cloud? TV and a chair, is this old man watching TV in a chair, flying on a cloud? I think I'm still in a dream.

- "Who are you?" I blurted out stupidly, not even knowing how to react to all this.

- "Hmmm! You finally decided to answer me, my young boy," the old man said, causing his beard to move. It was funny.

*POUF*

"W-what's funny? " - the old man answered in a dissatisfied voice, sitting on a strange chair that somewhat resembled a throne, but at the same time made of pillows.

- "Your beard.. Ha ha ha.. She's ugly... Shave it off, it doesn't suit you.." - I answered lying on a cloud.. Well, since this is a dream, why don't I make fun of this old man?

"This is not a dream, my boy.. This is PARADISE. And I am God!" he replied in an imperious tone, but looking at him, I had distrust.

The strange old man with a pack of chips in his hands clearly did not look like a god.

"For me to be in paradise, shouldn't I at least die? What nonsense is this?" I replied, not believing this charlatan.

The grandfather on the chair did not react to my words in any way, instead he waved his hand, which made my body suddenly lift up and I was immediately attracted to him.

- "You died.. Your heart stopped.." the old man replied, wiping away a purely heartfelt male tear.

- "I mean, I remember going to bed, how can I die in my bed from cardiac arrest?" I asked, raising my tone a few octaves.

I don't remember suffering from a heart condition. Is that damn old man trying to trick me or something?

- "Ahem.. You had a dream where you dreamed your first time.. Well this.. You couldn't hold back and your heart stopped," the God replied with a red face, feeling a little embarrassed.

Oh my god.. Seriously? Did I die because I imagined my first experience in sex? No, no, no, that can't be. So that I am Jordan, and with such a death. If someone finds out about this, they will laugh at me. What should I do now?!

I asked, still hanging in the air, but then I felt my body move and I was already sitting on a small wooden chair.

- "I will give you a chance to be reborn in another world in which you yourself want!" - God replied and, as if on command, a bunch of searchlights appeared around him that were directed at him, which made him seem damn cool now.

- "Oh... Don't praise me, so are you ready to experience a new life from scratch?" bol asked, shoving another chip into his mouth.

I thought about it for a moment. Isn't it like those isekai where the main character is reborn in another world with a super ability and becomes a hero with a bunch of girls in his harem?

- "Then can you make me go to the world of the Tokyo Revengers?" - I asked, to which God only nodded, turning on the TV in which there was a series where Mikey fought with Hanma.

"What about superpowers or something?" I asked, since I had not heard from the mouth of this grandfather that I could have any desire.

- "Of course you can choose, but only 1, since you have so little karma that it is barely enough even for rebirth, but I see that you are a fan of Japanese culture, so I will give you the opportunity." - God replied without taking his eyes off the TV.

- "I want a divine reaction speed!" - I said, looking at God as a real god.

- "Actually, I am the real god" - this time he turned to me and then continued to say: - "Okay, now go to a new world and don't bother me watching TV"

After that, he waved his hand, which made me feel like something was sucking me in, when I turned my head back, I saw a blue portal that sucked me inside at the same moment.

- "To die of a heart attack at the moment of sexual intercourse in a dream.. Well, the youth went to our days.." - grinning slightly, grandfather continued to watch TV.