Reincarnation
"Hello?"
The man's eyes opened, revealing a dark and empty void, two armchairs, and a concerned woman sitting in one.
"I-where am I? What happened to me?" The man stood up from the floor, feeling over his body that he was certain just moments ago was burned and destroyed.
The woman smiled sadly. “You died. You were burned to death trying to save others from an apartment fire.”
The man’s mind thought back, past the burning pain, to all the stories he had read. “Is this the afterlife?”
“Not exactly. I’m offering you a second chance.”
“Reincarnation?”
“Correct. I’d rather not let someone who’d risk their life for others to such an extent disappear into the ether when there are so many other realms that could use help.”
“Can I… alter a few things in my reincarnation?” The man asked, practically salivating at the possibilities.
“Like what?”
“I want to be a futanari.”
“A what?”
“Aren’t you like an omnipotent goddess or something?”
“I overview countless realms. I don’t know every minute detail of each one.”
“Oh. So basically, a futanari is a woman with a dick and balls.”
The goddess blushed. “O-oh.”
“And I want like an RPG system, where I can level up and learn all sorts of cool skills.”
“Skills?” The man had started to discuss things the goddess had never heard of.
“Yeah, things that would let me improve myself, like being able to get bigger boobs or strength or magic.”
“T-this all seems… awfully lewd… why do you want to be a… ‘futanari’?”
“Simple. I’ve always partially wanted to be a girl, but I wanted to keep my dick. A futa would be the best of both worlds!”
“Ah. Well, I’m sorry, but you don’t actually have enough karma to get that sort of reincarnation. That ‘skill system’ would be quite a lot of work to implement.”
The man’s face fell, as he felt his long-held dream slip out of his grasp.
“But.”
“But?”
“If you agree to some extra conditions, I may be able to make it work.”
“What extra conditions would these be?”
“You’ll be sent to a world in need of help. You’ll have your system, and your body, but I will occasionally send you quests for you to complete. You’ll be a sort of messiah, spreading good across the land and creating a religion. I would be this religion’s god, and you the leader.”
“Really? I get to reincarnate as a futanari in a fantasy world, complete with an RPG skill system, and all I have to do is create a religion?”
“It won’t be easy,” the goddess warned.
“I don’t care. Let’s do this.”
The goddess smiled, and the world faded once more to black.