I stood, floating easily in the black void, my legs crossed. "So, let me get this right: You are the legend R.O.B.—the dude that whisks people away into other worlds?"
R.O.B.: "That's me. You've been saying that for the twentieth time, James."
James: "Can you really blame me? I've read millions of fanfics. It's absolutely shocking—but I guess I have to ask—"
R.O.B.: "You want to know if you are in a novel, right?"
James: "Yeah, because if you exist, my brain seriously can't wrap itself around this."
R.O.B.: "Well, no, you are not in a novel. "(Of course you are in one, but why bother him with that.)"
James: "Well, I guess so... So, do I go to the Marvel universe?"
R.O.B.: "Nope. This time? An anime."
James: "Oh, hell nah!"
R.O.B.: "Bruh, how lazy are you? I'm even giving you a system and custom skills!"
James: "Nah, bro. I know I'm not going to some chill slice-of-life thing. R.O.B., you're my homeboy, don't treat me like this! I don't want to be fighting wars or demons, please!"
R.O.B.: "Sorry, homeboy... you are going to the Naruto world."
James: "No!!!!"
R.O.B.: (A deep sigh.) "What kind of human are you? You didn't cry when you realized you had died, but you're crying because I'm sending you to the Naruto world!"
James: "You are so cruel."
R.O.B.: "Oh, plus, you will be a female. Not just a female, a female cat"
James: "—Homie, I understand your type, but I don't swi—"
R.O.B.: "Dude, I can make any woman I want, so shut up and choose your skills from any anime. You get to choose ten, and then you can customize how you will look."
James: "Okay, okay. I want Dismantle, Clairvoyance and haki, Full Counter, Achtung Baby, Blade Mode, every fighting style in the human world, and every fighting style in Naruto."
R.O.B.: "..... Damn. Anyway, choose how you will look."