"Another long day behind"

I’m walking home from work very tired, I decide to buy some food for the next day in case I’ll be working overtime again.

In the store I remember that I don’t have enough money. 'Maybe I can steal something so that I don't need to come here tomorrow'.

Unfortunately, the shop owner sees me stealing food and starts running and shouting to me.

"Don't even try to run"

"Shit, time to run"

I run as fast as I possibly could, but it isn't enough. Shop owner catches up and calls police.

"I guess I can spend some time in the cell, so that I can finally rest"

I who was almost dead from works, decided to take this trip to jail as a holiday. I was sentenced for two days in prison. In my cell there was one bed that was in very bad shape. It didn't even have a good mattress. It had holes everywhere and it smelled like crap.

"Why is my bed in such a bad shape"

"Because we don't have money to replace it. You just have bear with it.”

'I guess it doesn't even matter, I'm here for only two day anyways'

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I decided to sleep on the ground and make a complain to the warden the next day.

In the evening I went to sleep. I immediately fell asleep, because I was so tired from work. Suddenly I wake up in strange white place. There is only one table in the middle of nowhere and an old man. I carefully walk towards him and ask him.

“What is this place, how did I end up here?”

“You died and this is afterlife.”

I’m shocked, I died? How did I die, I was in jail, there shouldn’t be anything that I could die from.

“…Who are you, are you perhaps the God?”

“Of course, I’m the God, who else could I be when I can be in here.”

I stay quiet for a while while staring at the self-proclaimed God.

“How did I die?”

“You died from suddenly dropping from the bed. It is a first time I see someone die that way.”

“…What! I died while I was sleeping by dropping off the bed, that is so humiliating.”

I feel so humiliated for dying that way and what’s even worse is that I was the first to die that way.

“So, what am I doing here? Are you asking me to be reincarnated to some other planet because pitied me?”

“Actually I am.”

“…Seriously, I was just asking as a joke. So are you going to grant me some kind of cheat power or what?”

“Tell me, what kind of abilities do you want for your visit to another world? You can have any ability you want.”

“…Can I have anything?”

“Yes, anything you want.”

“In that case, I want to be immortal.”

“Impossible. I can’t grant that.”

“You just said that I can have any ability I want!”

“Well, I just said that to make you feel better.”

“That didn’t make me feel any better, actually it made me feel worse, because I thought I could get any ability I want.”

“Okay, realistically what kind of ability do you want.”

“…”

“Talk to me.”

“Give me a minute, I’m thinking.”

I’m not sure what kind of abilities I can even get, let’s try something impossible like asking to live here in the god’s realm.

“I want to live here in the God’s realm.”

“…Are you sure that’s what you want?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“okay, it is granted. From today onwards you can live here.”