Compensation

Here's the corrected version of the passage:

"What are you doing here, angel?" a different voice was heard.

The voice sounded ancient and ethereal, as though coming from some unmatched existence.

"This is the office of the Administrator of sector 29102. Bow, for you are in the presence of a god," the angel said, forcing my head down.

"However, at the same time, this is the Administrator who was the cause of your death, so you may choose to forego that tradition."

"I see. I am guessing I can't do anything to him other than compensate him for his loss," the Administrator asked.

"Yes, my lord," the Angel replied.

"Then you can go, let the Human and I discuss."

"As you wish," the angel replied before it bowed and then turned towards me.

"Remember, he can't do anything to you. Ensure to get what you want," the angel said.

"Isn't he omnipotent?" I asked. What did it mean by the Administrator couldn't do anything to me? I am just me, and he was a god.

"He is; however, there are infinities greater than some infinities, and you are currently protected by a greater infinity, so ensure to get what you want before you approve a return," the angel said before the pillar took it away.

Seeing it again, the pillar reminded me of the Bifrost from the Marvel movies. It seemed to serve the same functions.

"I believe it told you the terms, so what do you want?" the Administrator asked.

Its body and face still hidden; in fact, I couldn't find proof of its existence anywhere, but at least I could hear its voice, so why not?

"I don't even understand what is happening. How could I know what I want? I wasn't told the limits of things I could ask for."

"Let me make it simple for you. You aren't supposed to be here, so as compensation, the law dictates that the cause of your problems reincarnates you while granting you a perk or wish for your new life. So, you have that going for you now."

"What?... Are you serious? I get to return with any wish of my choice?"

"It is so."

Hearing him, a massive smile appeared on my face. I may not know for others, but this was basically a dream come true. I had imagined such a scenario on multiple occasions in my life. In fact, I had imagined such a scenario that my answer had been refined to fit whatever the situation may be.

"First, I have to ask, when you say return, will it be my own Earth or another one?"

"Your return is randomized, so there is a possibility of you even entering a fictional universe, as you call it."

"Okay, this is a randomized situation. Can't I select where to be reincarnated?"

"No, you can't."

"Okay, then I ask for a Mother Box from DC Comics. I want it bound to me."

"That is what you are going with?" the Administrator asked.

"Yes, it ticks all the boxes for me," I replied.

There was nothing he planned to say that could possibly make me change my mind. This was an answer I had come up with after years of successfully eliminating other answers.

"Okay then, if you wish it so, then goodbye, human. Our deal is finished," the Administrator said before I felt everything go dark.

It was a surreal experience, but I could still feel my existence. I could feel something new within me—well, not really within, because I could feel it wrap around my soul.

After that, I lost consciousness; I could feel nothing. It was as though I died again.