"Wouldn't this god have forgotten me? Right? Well, he's a god damn it, he definitely said something about three dimensions."

David was pacing back and forth as he tried to figure out what to do.

Of course, he couldn't think of anything on his own. He was in that completely white environment, with a damn colossal statue in the sky.

When he looked a bit closer, he noticed that the statue somehow had its eyes closed.

"He... is he sleeping?"

"GOD! ARE YOU HEARING ME? WAKE UP!"

...

"Well, it shouldn't be a problem. Sure, I'm a lost soul in an unknown space. I could stay here for eternity if this monster in front of me has really long naps."

In the early days, David simply ran around from one side to another.

He quickly discovered that this space had its positives and negatives.

On the downside, he obviously couldn't do anything except talk to himself, and because every place he tried to walk to looked exactly the same, it quickly became tedious, and the endless white became more of a torture than anything else.

At least he didn't need to eat, defecate, or do anything a body would require. The ability to sleep was a hidden blessing because as time passed, his dreams seemed to serve as a second part of his day. Without external sensory stimuli, his dreams and daily life were just like walking in an endless white space. Sometimes he had some memories and thoughts from when he was alive, but they seemed to drift further away from him.

After a few months, David simply stopped trying to count how long he had been there. Did it even matter? Not to him anymore.

In a positive and negative way, David also realized that he was completely incapable of going mad in that space, and if he could, he probably would have gone crazy from the first day he was there.

One of the most fundamental activities for David to pass his time in that space was meditation. Meditation was the only tool that prevented him from trying for the thousandth time to kill himself by banging his head frantically on that strange floor. It wouldn't work, but at least he stopped trying.

Meditation allowed him to be anywhere, and even though his memories had started to fade, he still remembered his life, and the more he meditated, the more intense David's mental creations became.

All thanks to the books he had read during his adolescence. Young David had read various theurgical books, the area simply fascinated him, and he hoped to learn much more when he achieved his true independence.

With knowledge mainly focused on meditation exercises, he managed to reach some extremely advanced areas of mental creations, easily darkening his consciousness completely, generating some thought forms that he swore were minimally sentient, which at times seemed capable of genuine conversation with him.

And, for just a tiny moment, he seemed to have been able to generate something properly outside his consciousness, which seemed to be a sphere, it didn't seem to have texture or any natural properties of reality, and he didn't have a very solid memory of that event, but he had achieved this feat, and he knew it, however, it quickly disappeared, and he returned to his normal life, with such a feat never happening again.

But after an indefinite amount of time, but very, very long, long enough for David to simply give up on the idea of ever being able to leave that place.

David was finally ending his meditation session and now expected to get some sleep when unexpectedly, right in front of him, he finally saw something different from what he had been used to seeing for a long time.

Suddenly, with nothing to warn him, that colossal being that had previously been meditating with closed eyes had finally opened its eyes, and now it seemed to be stretching, without even moving its legs from that meditative position.

"He woke up, he woke up, he woke up??"

Quickly, the being seemed to listen to him, and his expression was somewhat strange because upon realizing that there was still a human in that place, his entire expression changed, and he seemed to have a somewhat frightened look, for a reason David didn't know.

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Unexpectedly, the colossal being in the sky disappeared, and right in front of David, the same being, but now not much different in size from him, appeared.

"Hi..."

At this moment, David simply couldn't go mad in an illogical attempt to harm this god, most likely because he was in that space where such emotions seemed impossible to awaken.

"You didn't reincarnate me... before sleeping... are you an idiot? I was right in front of you... definitely."

The god seemed a bit embarrassed by this and began to try to explain himself.

"It's all my fault, probably some of those people were wanderers... damn it."

Clapping extremely loudly, he continued.

"But you don't have to worry, of course, you've been here for eighty-nine years, but that doesn't matter because... it was a test, haha, and you passed, congratulations."

...

"This clearly wasn't a test... god."

"You might be right about that, and... okay, sorry, actually, it's all my fault."

"Darn, look, in my area, what I did is somewhat unethical, and... the problems I would have would be much bigger than you could imagine, so how about you be a really good human and reincarnate without ratting out your friends to other people?"

Area? Unethical? Does an all-powerful god have to follow some rules? Wait... ratting out?

David quickly realized he might be in an advantageous position right now and began to speak, trying to remember what his father always said when negotiating with dictatorial governments for cheaper goods. "Son, always pay off your friends in the police."

Of course, that had nothing to do with this moment, and David realized that his father's company probably didn't last long.

"Alright, actually, this darn place prevents me from getting extremely angry about this."

"So, can we continue with..."

"But, honestly, I find this very unfair. You said eighty-nine years? Do you know how long that was for me? I lived for seventeen years; eighty-nine would have been more than I could have lived in my world. I want compensation."

The being, which David refused to call a god, began to look at him without moving and finally said.

"Okay, damn karma... don't tell him I said that, but anyway. Okay, I can give you something. In fact, I have a prototype of a technology I was developing to make my work easier. It's not perfect, but it will definitely help you in your next reincarnation."

David was a bit excited about this information, technology from a god? He wanted to know more about it.

"What exactly would it be? Infinite talent? Or maybe I could become a god?"

The man looked without moving to David and finally said. "No... no, I think becoming a god is more about... living for a few billion years, but okay. In fact, this is what you eighty-nine years ago would have called a system, litRPG, whatever. It's something I created in an attempt to create some helpers in the world, but as my proposals were rejected, damn human resources, so I guess it's okay to use them as a form of compensation, so you can lead your life in the best possible way."

David, even feeling a bit disappointed, didn't mind much and began to wonder if this guy in front of him would really be able to do the best thing for him.

But thinking a bit more, David didn't know how far this being's morality went, and honestly, a better reward wasn't worth the chance of eternal torture if that even existed.

"Okay, I accept. Actually, this sounds interesting. I just hope it has simple functions, you know, stats, attributes, that kind of stuff."

"Of course, I designed the entire system myself; you'll love it. But we have another problem. It seems your friends did exactly what I thought they would do, and because of that, the quota of new living souls is a bit difficult to acquire for this world. But with this system, I can reincarnate you as an undead; you might have some problems at first, but nothing major."

"I'm going to reincarnate as an undead? What's the logic in that?"

"Undead are not dead. The dead are people in the process of reincarnation. Undead are spirits that remain in the material world, capable of logical reasoning, and in some places in this civilization, they are socially acceptable. You should be fine. The best part is not having to grow again; I don't know about you, but spending nine months in a womb can't be fun."

David had been in that damn place for eighty-nine years, but he didn't say anything; he really didn't care about it; he just wanted to get out of that place, and hopefully never come back.

"Okay, whatever, just make me something minimally human, and I'm fine."

The man in front of David smiled broadly after hearing this, as he had simply gotten rid of a big problem he would have if anyone found out that he had left a human spirit in the aether for so long.

The changes this must have made in that person are scary, but well, it's not his problem; sometime from now, everything should be resolved, and the human in front of him should go to his next life as things should be.

"Alright, I think you'll like this new life. Just a tip, seriously, if you see a human when you're still weak, it's better to run, but you'll be fine. Goodbye, I hope to see you in a very long time." After lying, he quickly began the process of reincarnating the human in some random dungeon, and after accessing it for him, the human finally started to, like all the others, turn into particles that the god could perfectly calculate where they were going, in what form, and how.

After some time, with David strangely witnessing all those sensations of being reincarnated while awake, he finally began to feel things he hadn't felt for a long time, and when his senses were miraculously activated in some way, he could finally rejoice because now he was in the damn physical world again, of actions and anything of the sort.