Mafia Style

"Welcome to the afterlife."

The woman looked a lot like Mary, except with a pure white dress, pure white wings, and a small halo. My hormones almost got the best of me, as I felt drool on my cheek.

"So I did die? God damn it!" I yelled, almost starting to cry. The woman to my right sighed with empathy, I think. She didn't really add any emotion to it, so I just assumed. "I have recalled your death to be rather tragic, yet even then you tried to be heroic. In memory of this-" the angel said, before I cut her off, "Did they survive?"

"Yes, they are in your basement, safe and sound," she replied, smiling warmly. I sighed, thanking whoever makes the rules of who lives and dies. "As I was saying," the angel continued, "you have a choice. Sweet sweet paradise, or..reincarnation."

So it was the reincarnation novel, I was right the first time! I began to ponder on what questions I should ask about the two options, but screw it. "Reincarnation, mafia style. I do have a question though," I replied rather stupidly, not questioning the

consequences.

"Yes, my dear?" the angel asked.

"What do I get from this reincarnation? Also, what era is it going to be?" I asked, hoping for a good answer from the angel. "For your first question, a 'system' as you would call it on Earth. She is quite sassy, so be cautious. Also, you will be given the max amount of points. For your second question..it's random. Ta~ta now!" the angel flicked her hand, and I slowly disappeared.