"Where am I "A soul asked flickering in and out of reality as it drifted through the void.
It's shape was basically a transparent ball of light. Aimlessly drifting across the void.
Time doesn't exist here only the noise of absolute silent. Years. Months .Weeks. Days.
No one knows. "Sigh wonder how long I have been floating here ?".
"Hello young one. "The voice said resonating through the void.
"Who's there. Who are you? "The soul shook violently as it asked the question to the mysterious existence.
Me? "I Am what you Humans call A ROJ". The voice said sounding like booming thunder.
A ROJ. I thought it was called ROB.
Yes it is, but am a Random Omnipotent Janitor so there is a difference.
"Wait how can you read my thought ? "
"Have you forgotten. I just said am omnipotent? The being was speechless.
Well turns out am not alone then. damn with this guy here am a gonna get transmigrated, get cheat. Maybe I should ask him?.
"I can still hear you. I hope you know that, right?"
" So lets stop the questions and move to what really happened to you. So fun fact You Died."
" I already expected that, so what' s gonna happen to me am I getting transmigrated or what and how exactly did I die."
"Well let' s just say hmm I mistakenly killed you, while cleaning."
" Damn, so you mean you killed me. I haven't even watched the new season of JJk yet and you ended me like that? " The soul said as it shook it's non-existent head.
" Well am sorry, but you cant go back to your old world anymore as time has already passed it' s over a 1000 years currently so yeah, it' s impossible to go back"
Great, just what I needed, my family gone. My girlfriend gone. And the fact I died a virgin again, just nice
"Like I said sorry kid, but you can get transmigrated to another world"
"Which world, are we talking about here"
"I dont know just spin the wheel"
Instantly a wheel materialized out of the void, it has many world imprinted onto itself and it was very colorful with a lever to spin.
"Go ahead and spin the wheel"
Okay here goes nothing. I hope I get a low rank world. Like AOT. I dont want worlds like Dragon ball. Naruto. JJk. Marvel or Dc. Cause worlds like that are extremely broken. All I want is a cool quiet life.
The wheel began to spin. It started slow but gradually increased speed. It then started to slow down about to land on My Hero Academia. but it moved again and landed on the MCU.
No. Not marvel I waned something low game not high end developer, this is evil. Let me spin again.
"Not happening kid. Now spin for your powers".
The same thing started out again until the MC got three character ability, and a special fused ability.
Wait a sec the wheel landed on... Deathstroke. Deadpool and Taskmaster. Fuck, This guys are seriously broken and underrated but together. Imagine the possibilities. Am drooling just thinking about it.
"Okay kid, that's cool and all but time for you to go."
"Do you think am stupid, go where. I havent even formed my character yet. I dont know if am going to be transmigrated as my self or another person. And you just said I should be going"
"HAHA, you really are a smart one. Okay since you made me laugh you can customise your character and pick your backstory by spinning the wheel once more."
"Why do I have to spin the wheel for everything? just let me pick it with by myself."
"Sorry but I follow the rules of fate." The being said as he continued mopping the void.
"Okay fine, let's spin the wheel then. "
The wheel began to spin landing on backgrounds like Iron man son. Black Panther brother. Captain America Brother. Hulk son. And a whole others.
CLICK..
"Wow, kid it seems you really are lucky actually getting the jackpot of poverty. But being spider man cousin is also nice."
What, now it is even worse, being peter cousin that's next level fatality there but at least I get a spider for a cousin a very good upside. Different from being an orphan. I can work with this, Yeah I can definetely work with this.
"Yeah, congratulation to you kid. Now customize your look and get out."
"Okay, geez you don't have to be so mean about it."
A screen appeared in his front. It looked like those RPG game system interface as he saw himself as a 3d character to customize.
He slide his arms across the interface or the flickering ball of soul served as one.
Athletic build, not too bulky.
Next was the face. He spent what felt like hours, though time was meaningless here sculpting the features.
He settled on a sharp, defined jawline and high cheekbones that gave him a slightly predatory, yet handsome look. He chose messy, raven-black hair, styled in a way that looked effortlessly cool even if he'd just jumped off a building.
But it was the eyes that mattered most. He dialed the color to a piercing, icy blue-green. They were eyes that looked like they could see through a person's next move a perfect fit for the Taskmaster mimicry he was about to inherit.
"Not bad," he whispered, watching the 3D model rotate. He added a simple black V-neck and a dark tactical jacket. It was a look that screamed 'civilian' but allowed for the maximum range of motion he'd need to pull off Deathstroke's acrobatics.
"Done?" the ROJ's voice boomed, the sound of his mop hitting the 'floor' of the void like a gunshot.
"Yeah," the soul replied, a strange sensation of weight beginning to pull at him. "I'm ready."
"Enjoy your new life kid and have a great time, I would be watching from time to time don't disappoint me."
The figure said as he waved his hands.
The entire space fell into darkness, as the mc was gone leaving only the mysterious figure alone.
"You know it gets lonely here, Eren left me now you Author sama are going to the next page aren't you. Just make sure to write me in from time to time"
"No problem, see you later ROJ. It was nice metting you." The author said before rebuilding his apartment wall again.