So I was chosen as an Admin of a chatroom?

"Fuck this cancer, fuck my parents, fuck my life…" I said loudly, while laying in my hospital bed.

*Knock, knock*

"I'm not dead yet!" I shouted, knowing full well, who it was. My personal nurse, Micheal. Yes, a guy.

You would think it's not normal for a male nurse to take care of a female patient, but Micheal is my only friend and only close person to me right now. My 'Parents' abandoned me right after I got sick. My only funding comes from fundations and online fundraisers, managed by Michael. As far as I know, he didn't even took a penny for himself, not that I would actually mind.

"So, Chloe. There are good news and bad news."

"Bad first."

"Well, so we are not quite sure if you will be able to live to the next operation." His eyes are a bit red, like he was crying before getting here.

"And good news?" I asked him.

"If the next operation is successful, you might be able to live for the next six months."

'Six months? Huh. I would be able to watch some new animes...'

"How much will that operation cost?" If it's going to extend my life so much, it will be expensive for sure.

"Don't worry, we have funds for that." He said with a bitter smile.

"I don't want to know if we are able to pay for it. I want to know how much."

"Three and a half." He said with a downcasted expression.

'Three and a half million, huh?'

"Michael." I looked him in the eyes "Listen. I don't want it. I don't want to live anymore. Too much money, and too many people. I'm just a burden to you all."

"Chloe, what are you talking about! You are barely seventeen!" Michael shouted and threw his notepad away.

"*Sigh* I know, but I'm bedridden for four years now. My cancer is incurable. And I watched and read everything I wanted to. Thank you for introducing me to the world of fiction. I'm really thankful." I looked out of the window, at people walking and minding their own businesses "You said, how much money do we have?"

"Well, everything is coming to three million seven hundred thirty six thousand and two hundred pounds."

'Damn, that's a lot of money.'

"Michael. Can you do something for me?" I asked him.

"Everything." 'You are like my daughter, I would do anything to help you.'

"Thank you for your help for all these years. Take one million for yourself and from the rest, pay for other cancer patients. It's the end for me."

"I can't do that" He responded.

I looked him in the eyes "You said, you will do everything. You can do with the money. I want my body to be burned and thrown in the ocean, if that's possible." I looked with a distant look at the ocean far away on the horizon.

'I loved playing there when I was little.'

"Chloe…" He didn't end his sentence, as he started crying.

"Michael. Thank you. You were the best thing that happened to me in my life. My parents never loved me and only beat me, when I got sick they abandoned me. I couldn't do anything on my own and then you appeared. My knight in shining armor. The person I can call father…" I too started crying.

After around thirty minutes, I fell asleep.

Michael stood in a room for some time more and then left. He decided to use all the money she had to help people with cancer and had not taken even a penny.

During the night, I woke up with a cold sweat again.

'This same nightmare, over and over again…' I thought.

The nightmare of the day my test results came back. Dad beating the shit out of mom and me for the whole night. Shouting at me how I was only a burden for my whole life.

'I wonder how I didn't fall into a deep depression.

Ah, right. Michael introduced me to anime and novels.'

'Well, maybe I should see if any of my favorite fan-fics are updated.'

Getting my phone, I opened my favorite app and browsed through the library.

"Well of course most of them are on Hiatus. How lovely that the authors are never coming back, right? *light chuckle*" With that, I put my phone down and closed my eyes. The last thing I heard was a steady and long *Beeeeep*, indicating my end.

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At least I thought that it was my end, because I woke up.

"Huh? Didn't I die?" I asked no one in particular.

"Well yes, but actually no." I heard in response and snickered at hearing a meme.

"So, I can assume that I'm going to either Heaven or Hell?" I giggled at that thought "I was never religious, so hell it is, right?" I asked the entity.

And then I saw him. A guy 17-19 yo it seemed, he wore a green sweater under a leather jacket. His hair was brown, eyes green and he wore glasses.

"Normally you would just go through the cycle of reincarnation, because in your universe there is no Heaven or Hell, but you were chosen by me to kill some pesky reincarnators that are casually strolling around the multiverse, wreaking havoc." He said with a gentle smile.

"Riiiiight… So will I get something for doing what I assume is your job?" I asked him.

"Well that is rude to assume that it is my job. But because one of my authorities is reincarnation, gods are pleading me for help. And they are getting more and more annoying, so I decided to help them."

"Umu. Understandable. So I assume you want me to kill some wannabe heroes?"

"Exactly. Some outer gods from both factions are just messing with the multiversal law by sending them for their own entertainment, and you are tasked with dealing with them."

"But, I'm just a girl with cancer, how am I supposed to do that?" I asked him.

"Well, you will get transmigrated into a new body first, then you will be given a not-breaking-universal-laws-too-much-but-only-slightly-bending-them-for-your-own-use system."

"Is there a shorter name for that?"

"Not op chatroom."

"Riiight… So what will happen with the soul of a body I'm getting transmigrated to?" I don't want to kill someone so I can live, I'm not a bad person.

"You know her very well. But you will be sent to a universe where she died the exact moment you are entering her body, so don't worry." He gave me a thumbs up.

"Anyway, off you go and good luck!" He waved me off as I disappeared.

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Opening my eyes groggily, I felt that I'm lying on something comfy, but before I could think of anything, a blue screen appeared before me with several *Ding* sound indicating a new message.

[Welcome to our Omniversal Chatroom! Because of your vast knowledge of different worlds you were chosen as Admin of this group. Good luck!]

[Ding! Black Sheep joined the group chat!]

[Ding! AstonishinglyBeautifulGeniusSorceressMiledi-chan! joined the group chat!]

[Ding! DepressedOldKid joined the group chat!]

[Ding! MyTwinIsBetterThanMe joined the group chat!]

[Ding! 50%Poliester was assigned as this group chat's administrator, please wait for her to message first!]

But before I could think of what happened, I felt something move under me…