A young man named Nonnin was riding his motorcycle to school like any other day. He wasn't paying attention to the atmosphere around him, as he was anticipating the vacation he would go on tomorrow. His parents were very wealthy and owned an uninhabited island in the atlantic ocean. Tomorrow he was going too this island with a couple of his 'friends'.

In his obliviousness he missed the traffic light's color and was hit by a car coming from his right. He died instantly, wandering into the sweet rest of Death. He awoke from the blackness of who-knows-where and appeared in a white dimension.

"W-what?!" He said, expecting to see either a cloudy paradise or a burning hellscape.

"Hello young man." Nonnin quickly turns around and sees a middle-aged man wearing a very gaudy robe.

"Are you God?" Nonnin asks half-expecting this."Not from your world, but your god gave me permission to take you from that realm and bring you here."

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"Why?"

"You piqued my interest." Nonnin was dumbfounded at the ridiculously simple answer from a god.

"Uhh.... okay, what do you want from me?"

"Well this world has been increasingly boring lately and I thought that I might borrow something from another God for the fun of it." the god replied while shrugging off the answer.

"Okay and...?"

"And I'm going to put you in my world."

"Wait..... did you kill me?"

"No, I had a contract with your god that when you died you'd be sent to me."

"Okay...."

"Well c'ya!" The god said abruptly.

"Wa-wai-"