My name’s Rob I died. I didn’t get hit by a car, I didn’t sacrifice myself. I died because my apartment burnt down. How did it burn down? I was cooking dinner and took a nap, but forgot to turn off the stove. Then boom fire, but I was the only casualty of my stupidity; because I slept through the entire thing.

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  “You died.” A man that looked like Gandalf said.

  “I know.” I was in a pure white space, kinda reminiscent of a hospital. I turn to him and ask. “Are you God, is this the Light?”

  “Yes, I am a God. I decide what souls are used for reincarnation.”

  I thought about the Isekai stories that I’ve read, and couldn’t help but feel excited. Would I get OP skills? Would I get a harem? These were all very important questions that needed answers.