“We’re finally about to catch the bastard huh Richard?” John asked his fellow Ranger as they paired up with the assault

squad. “Yeah that sick fuck is finally going to get what he deserves.” Replied Richard with a grimace. For the past two years

the pair had been tracking a serial killer that had claimed over 10 victims from South Texas in the last 2 years alone.

The prime suspect was a young man from Houston by the name of James. After being interviewed two weeks ago, he had

gone into hiding only hours before the local sheriff’s department raided his apartment finding the mutilated body of a missing

7-year-old girl and photographs of multiple unknown victims. As the leads on the case, John and Richard were finally able to

track the killer to this rundown shack in the middle of nowhere. Taking his position behind the point man John prepared to

breach, as the point man signaled the time until they would storm the building a wall of bullets seemed to jump out from the

side of the old building. “Go, go, go” screamed John as he kicked through the door. He came under fire almost immediately

after entering through the doorway, he dove towards the closest cover he could find. Bullets followed him as he crouched

behind a moth-eaten sofa. “You assholes think you can keep me from my art?” A nasally voice cried out from atop the nearby

staircase “God speaks to me as I work! I have transcended humanity and I can see the future of humanity written in the blood

of my creations!” “Fuck you and fuck this!” screamed John as he jumped out from behind the sofa and fired his pistol towards

the maniac above him. He was so focused on making his shot he failed to notice the cause of the sharp pain in his chest.

John smiled as he watched the bastard he had been chasing for the past two years crumple to the floor as blood poured from

three holes in his chest. “John, John! I’m here John! Stay with me!” Shouted Richard as he came to kneel beside the now

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coughing John. “I guess this is about it brother, at least I got that piece of shit before anymore people were hurt.” John

muttered weakly as his vision started to fade. The last thing he heard from his time on Earth was the sound of an ambulance

and the cries of  sorrow from his friend.

“Now where in the hell am I?” John wondered aloud as he saw nothing but what seemed to be endless darkness surrounding

him from all sides. “Hello John, it’s nice to meet you in almost person.” “Ok am I in a coma or something what’s going on?”

“Nonsense child, your physical body has perished and as such your soul shall be passed on to the cycle of reincarnation. I

have decided to meet you in person in order to thank you for stopping that blasphemous murderer from using My name for

his purposes. I’m not sure why I ever created schizophrenia in the first place.” The voice replied. “And before you ask, yes, I

can read your thought and yes, I am God, Yahweh, Allah, and many other names. I can see your confusion and will let you

ask your questions for your own sanity’s sake.” Continued God “Very well, first of all there are no thanks necessary, that man

was no good for humanity anyways. So, do I get a thank you and then a good-bye? I’m not exactly sure how meeting God

works.” John rambled he was very nervous, it’s not often that one meets the most powerful being in the universe. “Well, since

you asked”, started God “Once any being has been exposed to my power, they themselves will have their souls strengthened

and will be able to retain their memories of lives lived after that point. Also for doing me a favor, I will give you five gifts that

will carry with you for the entirety of your existence. If you become powerful enough and do something worthy I may even

offer you more gifts in the future for services rendered. On a more personal note I will give you some information about your

next world, it is a world of magic with many races and true monsters. Technology is lacking and slavery is rampant, I cannot

interfere with the affairs of mortals but know that I would consider it a personal favor if you eradicated it. I created a pantheon

of Gods to manage this world as Earth is my favorite planet, some of them may choose to bless you and others may curse

you, they are a rather dysfunctional family. You also have the option to be born to any of the humanoid races you may choose

from. That is all I shall tell you of your new home, now decide what your gifts are going to be.” God finished with a sigh.

“Very well, I want to be born as an Elf in my next life as for my favors, I wish to be twice as talented as the next most powerful thing in every field,

I wish for total language comprehension, that means reading and writing for ALL languages, I want to have the maximum affinities possible in every

field of magic, I want to have limitless stamina and mana, and finally I would like to be able to bond with any creature magical

or mundane.” Said John as he fantasized about the possibilities of his new-found powers. “Is that all you want?” God said

sarcastically “Very well, have fun being born.  I hope you have enjoyed our conversation as much as I have”

“Wait, what I’m going to experience b-“ unable to finish his sentence John’s soul was whisked away to a new world for of

possibility and adventure. “Gets them every time” laughed God as he peered down on his creations from on High.