Chapter 2

Dead.

Are you interested in my opinion? To be honest with myself... I'm even a little happy. Such a painless death is a real gift for me. There were fears that they might play with my nails or arrange even more violent things, which were much more difficult to endure than severe beatings and occasional humiliations.

I had a logical expectation that this would be the end. Because of the fact that death was the End - the Highest point, the True break, Finita la Commedia!

But I was wrong.

Probably, a normal person would have already started screaming because of the impossibility of all this. He would have shouted about divine Providence, about heaven and Paradise, or perhaps about karma and reincarnation. But I was almost completely calm. You don't have to worry about what you don't control.

Being dead is a very curious experience, and right now all I feel is an unspeakable cold, just like the one that now resides in my thoughts. There was no light, no warmth, just empty, pitch-blackness. However, some time later, I felt like I was being sucked into something. As if flying through a thin tube, I even managed to feel a light breeze blowing. But it was probably just my wild imagination. This feeling did not last long, but it was extremely intense.

There was a bright light at the End... How I didn't appreciate it before...

It wasn't the light I expected… Seriously.

I found myself in a strange, but at the same time ordinary white office. At the same time, immediately sitting on a comfortable chair, and opposite me at the table sat the most beautiful woman, or rather a girl, that I have ever managed to see. She was perfect… Too perfect... Instinctively, he straightened up and scanned the upper corners of the room, looking for the damned cameras…

It was obviously a stupid thing to do. But, I would very much like to find an opportunity to close my hands on her slender neck and see those beautiful violet eyes slowly leave life. I just noticed that I have my beautiful body again. I didn't have a scratch on me, I didn't hurt, and my clothes were changed to a white shirt and pants, but they were clean and bright, too bright.

Now is not the time to be distracted, need to find out as much information as possible.

She looked down at me, even a little haughtily, obviously expecting something, but I just sat there and looked at her. I needed to check out a few theories that came to mind immediately and find out as much information as possible that would be useful to me.

I started repeating in my head something like: "You're beautiful, you're beautiful, you're beautiful." You wonder why? Everything is obvious, I, being dead, was thrown to an unknown place, namely here. I had to find out if this creature could read my mind or not. And what it's all about. An omnipresent, multidimensional being or " simple man" with super powers.

The omnipresent being can't be wrong… On the other hand, people make mistakes all the time.

«Well? Where are the screams?» she was clearly surprised, but when she didn't get an answer even now, she reached out and snapped her fingers a couple of times in front of my eyes. I blinked and pretended that I had just come to my senses. Aha! It's not ubiquitous, or it just doesn't seem to read my mind. You need to lead the conversation, confuse it, and, as they say, "knock the ground out from under your feet."

«Oh... excuse me...» I continued look on her face... « It's just the first time I've ever seen a girl as beautiful as you,» my glance lowered in a clear manifestation of shyness. Immediately, I feel a bright false blush on my cheeks.

Something on her desk flashed.

Turning my gaze there, I saw a strange ball flash blue on a stand, like a fortune-telling ball. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her look down, and her cheeks flushed a little. Op, first, she reacts to flattery, this is a clear plus, and second, take the working theory that there is a portable lie detector. It is a good thing that I was able to get this information in advance, because it would be a little awkward to fall for false flattery.

I need to take the reins of conversation into my own hands.

«Are you a goddess? If I had known that such a beautiful girl would be waiting for me here after my death, I would have parted from life with less regret,» slightly lowering my head down and turning it slightly to the left, continuing to watch her reaction unnoticed. Meanwhile, the blue light on the table came on softly again. She blushed more openly now, and, clearly a little nervous, began to wind a lock of hair around her index finger.

«Ahem, I'm not a goddess yet...» an embarrassed pause, «I will need to work very hard for this...» after these words, she looked at me carefully, then concluded, as if stating a fact, «You are very strange. Usually, mortals start with screams, demands, or threats, while constantly being in a mindless panic and all they do is lie...lie...and lie! Oh, yes…» she caught herself, as if she had only just realized where she was. «Everyone who finds their way here is given a chance to choose:

1 . You can go back to your dimension and be judged by one of the beliefs of your world that you have followed in life, and then go to the afterlife.

2. You can go on rebirth with complete or almost complete loss of memory in a world created only a couple of tens of thousands of years ago, which is now inhabited by fewer intelligent than the average in other worlds. We would be happy if you would accept the second option. The being that you will be reincarnated into will be combined with your level of karma gained in your previous life.

3. In the third option, we can consider your candidacy for the position of...» she paused for a few seconds, then continued, «Oh, I'm sorry, unfortunately, just a few seconds ago, this option was withdrawn.»

She looked at me intently, waiting for my answer. I didn't show any signs of excitement, but my mind was in overdrive right now. The first option was clearly out of the question. Hell, reincarnation as a cockroach, or an eternity of suffering, but that was the only thing that could wait for me.

But. She's obviously inexperienced. And psychologically, according to the primary reactions - an ordinary person.

Maybe I can somehow lick her sweet ass with my flattery or self-pity to beg for an obviously delicious third option or an opportunity to get most of my memory? I'll try to put pressure on pity, it always worked. Moreover, she looks like one that will help a person in trouble or in despair.

The main thing is not to lie, not a drop of lies, I only need to tell the truth!

«I - I've lived so little… Even my death… I was handcuffed, tortured for a long time, and then, helpless and unable to resist, I was killed.» I bit the inside of my cheek with all my strength and took a deep breath, helping the tears flow out. Within seconds, my eyes started to fill with tears and a sob came out of my mouth. Meanwhile, my favorite and expected blue light comes on again on the table. She was clearly not prepared for this, and she looked around in confusion. I was sure that I looked truly pathetic, like a small, battered puppy. In this case, my appearance clearly played into my hands.

Perfect.

She hesitantly got up from the table and came over to me, putting her hand on my shoulder and beginning to stroke me uncertainly, she was clearly uncomfortable in this situation.

«All my life... I just wanted to feel that warm feeling... the feeling that spreads in your chest when you realize that you are doing something right...» she was clearly uncomfortable, and she leaned closer to me, grabbing my hand. The tears were already flowing. I managed to get myself into a mild tantrum, just what I needed. The ball lit up again with a bluish light. She began to look even more indecisive, though where to go next? She was thinking about something. After a moment's hesitation, her face took on a determined expression, and she said:

«Just recently, just a few minutes ago, about six heroes were sent to another world. Their candidacies were carefully considered. Only the most worthy were selected. You seem like a pretty good person... I... I could send you there, but there's one caveat, the heroes called it " RPG world" it should be a little different from yours…»

I got myself together internally, a new life? RPG world? New RPG life! Probably like those funny MMORPGs where you get a level for killing and tasks? This is great! Killing someone not only makes you feel good, but it also makes you stronger. A world where murder is encouraged, a world where I hope there are no cameras. By killing there, you become stronger to kill even more... it's ... it's PARADISE! I didn't even have to fake my excitement, I felt it. My body jumped up and hugged her. She gave a strange squeak, and I began to speak hurriedly, clearly showing my excitement, and thank her.

«Thank you! Thanks! Thanks! Thanks! You really are not only the most beautiful, but also the most generous and kind! If... if I really get there, every time I do great things, I will praise you and glorify your name! Just tell me your name!» my eyes were no longer filled with tears of grief and despair, but with tears of happiness and joy. The blue ball that now bore my best friend's unofficial name lit up again on the table, and her face turned crimson. She was indeed inexperienced and young. Great. I'm lucky that she relies so much on this ball.

«My name… Rosetta, I am the fourteenth universal angel helper...»

«You really are the most beautiful flower… Rose,» blue light again, «I - I might see you after I live again... Is it possible? Will I ever be able to get back here again, or have the happiness of seeing you in my new world?» My face at this moment was flushed with the real hope of a child who had just been told that he would be taken from the orphanage. I had to find out if she could get to me, it would be terrible if after my first entertainment, I was immediately hit by "divine lightning".

«Oh... I would like to see you again...» Rosetta replied timidly, «But we are forbidden to interfere in the affairs of the mortal world... Unless we are banished from heaven...» she looked into my eyes, «or a mortal dies again… But you don't die. You can't be born again a second time in this world!

«Oh… You are so kind Rosa...» a timid pause, «I would like to stay with you for the rest of my life,» my face became sad, and the detector once again lit up. With this device, the cute Rose can be twisted as you like. For example, now I didn't specify until the end of whose life, but he defined it as the truth. I lost no time in bending over the girl's hand, gently touching her fingers with my lips, and then I looked sensuously into her violet eyes. It was easier than with a schoolgirl, but it was as if she had never received any signs of attention from men before... A few compliments, a little pity, and she's ready to give me a pass to Paradise.

«Y... You need to hurry...» she began to stutter nervously, but she didn't pull her hand away. Her eyes darted back and forth. She definitely liked it, but inexperience pushed her back. She slowly pulled her delicate hand out of my hands, then went to her desk. A strange-looking folder appeared on the table, you know, like in those old detective movies. Oh-Oh! This is bad! On it was written the following: case number 99.994↑ ↑ ↑282, name – Alex.

«No last name?» the question was asked with surprise.

I understand it, you don't see that often, especially in this era. By the way, in the modern world, I just had it, but not here. Memories of being "rejected" flashed through my mind. I had to force them down.

«My parents disowned me» a pause «For choosing the wrong path in life… In their opinion... I always told them that I love them and they are the best… But it didn't seem to be enough…»

My eyes started to fill with tears again, and my hands tangled together in a clear display of discomfort and stress, while the ball again showed signs of life. Signs of a positive life for me, of course. How I like it, any words using it can be twisted from a different angle.

«Oh... you've really had a hard life,» she continued, looking at me with obvious pity, but not getting any closer this time, «according to protocol, before you assign someone the status of a Hero, you need to fully study their case, so that vile, dishonest people can not get to this post, but... But we do not have much time, until the gate closes only a couple of minutes… I have already heard a lot about you, and you have never even lied, and not every one of the brightest Heroes can boast of this! This ball on the table defines a lie,» she pointed to the ball. She picked up the ball and spoke in a clear voice.

«I'm an angel,» the blue light came on.

«I Am A Goddess,» The red light came on, and she winced for a split second.

«Before you go, I have a question to ask. Will you act as a hero only as you think it is necessary, in your conscience?»

«Yes! I always do what my heart and mind tell me to do!» the blue light comes on. She looked at me, and then said the sentence in a strange voice that had changed, and it was a little deeper, and her face was more majestic. Then came the question:

«Material Soul #99.994↑ ↑ ↑282 having the name Alex in this incarnation. Being in your right mind, you give your full and voluntary consent to be reborn as one of the Heroes of the human race in the world №(7╩5↑↑↑57.32)?»

«Yes! I agree!» Within seconds of answering, my body slowly began to release azure light and disintegrate into motes of dust. Before I fell apart, I had time to give one heartfelt piece of parting advice.

«Rose!» I shouted, «You will look like a real goddess if you have a pink transparent scarf! It will suit you very well!» before I finally disappeared, I saw the familiar blue glow, and a strangely happy smile appeared on her face.

I already know I'm perfect, so don't get so excited.