So I died. How, why it doesn't matter what matters right now is My soul was sucked into a expanse of nothingness right before being able to come to terms with this new state of being I looked up to see the incomprehensible it's I bit to hard to describe to you what is incomprehensible but I would say it looked a bit like one of lovecrafts gods or all of them combined and a bit Gojos limitless domain expansion adding information into my brain. If I still had my meat bits I would of probably died luckily I was a soul or some packet of information that thought it was a soul it's a bit confusing being dead not at all like being alive and sitting next to some busty goddess waiting to reincarnate because I was "good" . I was brought back to awareness by a set of information that was shoved into my soul by what I'm now calling Azathoth because naming it Rob would be  disappointing. It turn out that it was once reincarnated like me and became the protagonist of a shitty fanfiction, continuing to grow and accumulate power and girls until his mind grew old in short he had done everything there was to do. It's like an example of heaven imagine you died and got to paradise it's an island with a house with some hot girls and everything you could ever want but you can't leave the island you are trapped doing anything you want sounds great for the first 10 years but what about 1000 and then eternity it's the same if the box was bigger like a continent, planet or multiverse you would eventually get tired of existing or go crazy because you have Done everything there is to do. With this in mind he had no reason to do anything much less reincarnate me but he did. Not for fun, joy, curiosity or boredom or some fate of the world type situation but because he could and that's all. So I took my time to think and question absolutely everything that other protagonists never seemed to consider some examples that I asked in this infinite time and space where. If I reincarnated in overlord would I get to have another go at transmigration. Would i be bound to fate like those guys that transmigrated and didn't change anything in the plot or became someone who follows the Mc like a puppy. If I had a nation would all the people be loyal as i used my original memorys to make a better civilization everything would go in a good direction all the time with no detractors or the depth of plots and schemes. What would happen if I died again or would big cosmic entitys ignore me because I refuse to believe a guy like eternity or death from marvel would let Otakus pullute there realities let alone allow them to grow as strong as them with systems and or protagonist luck and plot armor so strong it kills anything looking at them the wrong way. Or worse if I choose a multiverse traveling power would I meet other reincarnated people. I mean it's fine if it's characters I know from anime but what about all those greasy and disgusting Otakus from fanfiction. Those stupid organizations that save or destroy realities because the will of the world said so when everything is infinite. Or the young masters like Le shu wo who came from blue star and is now in surprised he is in marvel as a half Chinese with the same name but he still loves China and is weak so he wants to go back until his golden finger arives in that case he is now getting all the jade beauty's feeding them his original Chinese food, all men will lick his boots because Tony is his friend and black brazed egg works for him but any other black guy will be a violent dangerous beast attacking women left and right which he will kill with no mercy, trauma or guilt. (Yes I have just ruined /spoiled 99% of mtl fanfiction for you.) with those and many other questions out of the way I had infinite wishes and infinite reality to choose from thanks to Azathoth not caring about anything poor old squid. 

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