"Hello, you're dead! Congrats!" An annoyingly shrill voice screamed in Jack's ear, somehow returning him to awareness.

He could still feel the moments of his death. The slowly lessening throb of his heart, the sound of screams from the people nearby as he laid there, bleeding. He'd been off on a simple walk with his dog, god bless her poor doggy soul, when an obviously drunk driver had swerved off the road and crashed straight into him.

He'd died before the ambulance even had a chance to arrive at the scene. 

"Oh..." Jack could only murmur, his brain, or whatever allowed him to think right now, still trying to process the events. 

"Oh yes, that sucks, I know. But, good news, thanks to new management from the higher ups, we've decided to bless some individuals with special gifts in order to bring... change... to various worlds who've stilled too much in their development. So, hurry up and choose because otherwise my boss will tear me a new asshole."

"Pardon...?" Jack asked. He was still incredibly confused and struggling to understand.

"Alright, drastic times call for drastic measures. Here ya go." The shrilly voice said in resignation, and immediately, Jack's mind cleared up.

"Oh. Thank you." Jack said. Normally he would have felt almost raped by how his mind had just been messed with, but evidently, whatever the voice did removed those feelings.

"Yeah, yeah. Hurry." The voice urged impatiently.

"Uh, I guess... make me immortal? Is that even possible?" Jack said. After having just died, he had the somewhat strong desire to not die again. Who would've thought.

"Well, nothing is absolutely immortal, but I guess I can make you basically immortal. You'll stop aging at your prime, whenever that is, and you'll always regenerate whatever injury you receive. If your whole body is destroyed, you'll regenerate starting from your heart. Next." The voice explained.

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"Perfect, thank you...?"

"You don't need to know my name, but I guess you can just call me Manager. Hurry up for the Supreme's sake."

"Sorry, sorry. But, before I decide more, can I at least be explained a bit of the next world?" Jack asked. He was starting to get the feeling he wasn't really wanted up here in whatever hell or heaven he was in. Good thing he wasn't religious at all, or else he woul've had his whole belief system shattered.

"What do you think there is to know? It's your typical 3rd class world. Monsters, system with stats, wars left and right, corruption runs rampant, rapes are commonplace, and 99% of the population lives in what can only be called slavery. Basically, it's one of the shittiest worlds I've yet had the displeasure of having to fix up, so do make sure you change things, ok? Otherwise, I'll have wasted way too much effort."

"That sounds... uncool." Jack commented somewhat lamely even as the gears in his head turned.

"Since you said there is a sytem, there's levels and classes, yeah?"

"Yup. I've got no idea which idiot came up with that idea, but it's clearly not working all things considered." The voice said, disappointment thick in it's voice.

"So you say... What's the maximum multiplier you can give me to experience for both levels and skills?" Jack's heart was pumping with excitement by now, even though his rational mind already knew that this whole experience would probably be shit.

"Ugh... I guess 1.000 times is the max, if I make it more than that you might cause some serious trouble. And that's already me being extremely generous." The voice said with some pain in it's voice, as to why that was, Jack didn't know nor did he care.

"Perfect, thank you... Manager. For the last thing... I'm not sure... Is there a limit to how many skills one can have?"

"System-managed skills depend on your classes. I don't need you to tell me your next wish, you want me to remove skill limits?"

"Hmm" Jack hummed in approval. "Done. Now hurry up and go. Oh, and one last thing, free of charge. Don't believe whatever religious nonsense they shit out down there, there are no real gods born from that world, and I doubt there will ever be. Even I'm not really considered a real god."

"Oh." Jack didn't know why this was important, but he still nodded in thanks for the information.

"Good, off you go. See you never, hopefully." And with that, Jack lost consciousness and was catapulted over into the world of Lania.