1 sorry did you say 4020?

So my name is Shiku Izari. I am, or well used to be a 25 year old typical day to day grinder. Wake up, get ready, go to work and then come home to play video games or work on some machine projects. I thought that's how my life would go until I found someone to settle down with. Yet one day while walking home from work I heard a scream from a building and when I looked up.

*Bonk* *Crash*

You kidding me a freaking flower pot ends up killing me. Anyways I remember hearing people as I drifted unconscious and all I could say was, "So many machines left to build."

Now here I am sitting in a white office of sorts with two masked beings infront of me. One in all white with a black tie, the other in all black with a white tie. I'm guessing their god or some kind of diety or it all they do is bicker with me infront of them.

The one in white finally looks at me, "So you can call me Ying and beside me is Yang. Seems you died before you were meant to sorry about that anyways. Our normal policy is either off to afterlife or reincarnation to other worlds but.." He gives me a sad look.

I sigh and go, "But what?"

Yang speaks up, "Your soul isn't compatible with any the other worlds and afterlife wont accept you prematurely so the only option is the future of your current world."

My eyes light up with a smile, "I'll gladly accept that maybe I'll get new machines."

Ying and Yang both nod before clapping in sync causing the room to fade to black before us reappearing in a hospital like area. In unison they speak, "Welcome to the year 4020, we will give you a rundown and starting stuff then your on your own"

"Wait 4020?!?", I reply confused.