"Hello ladies and gentlemen, I am the one and true God, and today I will play a game!" Said a young, cheerful voice. 

If one was to take a look at who was talking, that person would first be suprised, then confused, then go and hang himself out of shame.

A giant 800-meter titan was sitting on an equally giant chair, playing on an even gigantic computer. What game was he playing you ask? 

Naturally, he is playing Ballz. You don't know the game? Well, that's not a problem since the story doesn't focus on it. You just need to know that he is playing a dumb game, okay?

As he plays whilst commenting for some reason, you will discover that he is actually recording his gameplay. After a couple hours of boring gaming, he uploads the video on youtube. 

After a couple hours of waiting, he has yet to receive a single view. Thus, God goes and cries in the arms of his giant teddy bear. Why does he have a teddy bear? Don't ask me, I don't even know why I'm here anyway.

I was supposed to go and play at a worldwide concert, but as I was getting there a truck just decided that it had to kill me. 

Now, I am not boasting when I say that I am a pretty figure worldwide. Therefore, as any important person would, I had a nice couple of bodyguards. What did they do? They shot up the truck using rifles, granades and even a bazooka. 

The truck however completely untouched. It ran over every single one of my guards before slamming into me like... a truck would I guess? You get the idea, I became a bloody stain on a wall. 

Then, I suddently find myself in this room, looking at what I assume is God. Since I'm not too keen on interrupting a god, I just kinda stayed there, humming a sad tune to myself.

Only after he checked his view count for the tenth time did he finally turn to me. He showed a suprised expression, then an exxasperated one, then one of reverance.

"Oh my god! It's Linn Raghrey!! My infinite life is complete!! I can finally die in peace!!" 

I looked at the weirdo with a blank expression. I take back my previous statement, if this is really god I'm going to give up on humanity. Oh wait, I can't do that. I already did a long time ago.

"Uh... Yeah, it's me." I say in my overly girly voice. Yes, I am a man, and yes, I look completely like a girl. And no, I am not ashamed to admit it. Gender equality, get!

"I'm your greatest fan!! Your work is so god damn amazing!! Ehm... Anyway, why are you here anyway?" 

"Beyond me..." I say while tilting my head to the side a bit. 

God shrieks like a little girl, which is totally not cute considering he is a fucking 800 meter giant. "Aaaaah! I can't take it!! Too cute! Ahem! I just remembered why you're here." He says and his face turns into a serious one.

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"I want an autograph."                                                                  (Hue Hue Hue, shitty writing style, Get!)

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"If you don't gimme, I will kill you!"

"Okay."

"Come on man... Look, I'll grant you any wish in exchange, okay?"

"Five wishes."

"Four!"

"Six."

"Five!"

"Six."

"Argh, Fine! You win! Six wishes!"

I smile at the wannabe god and send him a flying kiss. His face literally explodes in flames and he falls over, creating a giant earthquake which makes me fall to the ground. Luckily, he fell away from me, otherwise I fear... Actually, I'm just a soul now, I think, so... Eh, I'm going to assume it's bad if he falls on my soul. 

God takes out a giant hat and puts it in front of the small me with a childish smile and says "Can you put your name right here?" He says, pointing at the center. I look at him blankly and say "... How am I supposed to that?"

"Ah right, you're new to the whole god business. Just think of wanting to do it and I'll give you the energy to do it." 

I do as he said perplexedly, and it works! "Why couldn't you just do it yourself?" I ask the idiotic god, who smiles in response and makes a superhero pose whilst saying "It's the thought that counts!"

I want a rope. Where is a rope. I need to hang myself. SOMEBODY GET ME A FUCKING ROPE THIS GUY IS RETARDED AS FUCK!

"No can do, can't have my favourite superstar go and kill himself. Now come on, I got gameplay to do, say your wishes. Oh, I'm not saying your not welcome to stay with me, but you know... God's got to do what gods do..." He looks away with a red face for some reason.

I ignore him and think over it for a little bit. I'm not dense enough to believe this is a dream, so I'm not going to deny reality. No, this is reality, so simply asking for stupid things would be... detrimental. 

"Kay~, well, first and foremost I want to go to a magical world, obviously. Second, I would love if you make my voice the best possible." He nods and says "Doable. Aaaaaand... One second... Just a little bit more... Done!" 

"Thanks. Third, I want to become a shapeshifter. Like, I can become anything I want. Be it a mouse or a dragon. I probably won't change away from humanoids form too much though. Fourth, there is mana right?" He nods "Then can I have a really high amount of it? I'm not asking for near infinite, just a lot more then a normal person. Fifth, I want a soul weapon. A really strong one for that, and I want it to resemble an umbrella with a speared point and extremely sharp edges. As for my sixth wish..." 

I trail off with a small smile and look at god, who had a curious expression. I giggle at him and say "If I accidentally decide to world, please don't interfere~"

He looks shocked at first, before breaking into an earth-shattering laugh. It takes him ten minutes to stop "Ahaha... I wouldn't do that even if you didn't ask me. That doesn't count as a wish, so choose something else or I risk breaking my words." He says whilst wiping the house-sized tears from his face.

"Hm, kay~. Then give me the ability to learn any and all magic out there easily. Wait, how much mana did you give me?" I ask, to which he casually says "Oh, just a dozen billions. Just so you can compare, an elder dragon has at most a couple million points of mana, and they're already considered demi-gods."

"Sweet. Where did my not-infinite mana go?" I say sarcastically, but he seriously answers "You have no idea. The tipical reincarnee that I make every couple eons usually has trillions over trillions, so you're very low already."

I look at him flabbargasted, but shrug it off after a bit. Reincarnees be reincarnees. 

"I'd rather not have to go through childhood again. Can you just... I don't know... put me in a forest somewhere where I can train for a couple years?"

He nods and says "Easy~! Well, here we go. Have fun in Htrea!"

The world goes dark and I smile to myself. I will bring my art to this new world! I can't wait to show them my songs and paintings! Obviously, I will need lots and lots of red ink. I wonder where I can get it from~?