2. Thomas

'Holy shit this girl is beautiful as hell!'

She stood at a height around 5 foot tall. She had a stern demeanor and wore a uniform that you'd expect a civil war confederate general to wear, not an adorable girl.

'She was definitely flat, which if anything is a bonus in my book.'

She had short, silvery gray hair that did almost nothing to hide her two furry wolf ears.

'I wonder if she has a tail'

The girl let out a very stern and expectant "ahem".

'Oops, I should really save the checking out for later.'

"Hey..." I stammer out much more hesitantly than I thought it in my head.

"Is this...?"

She gave a curt nod.

"It is."

"Right...."

I take a deep breath and try to collect myself to both talk to a pretty girl and make decisions for the rest of my life.

That girl laughs out loud startling the crap out of me.

"What a Neet! usually people start conversations with their name, Hi I'm Shirone."

Uncomfortable with being laughed at I smiled weakly and try to play along.

"Well, hello, I'm..."

Holy shit, I can't remember.

Seeing the expression on my face Shirone sobers up and asks rather empathetically, "oh no, your brain must have been anhililated upon your death."

Well that sounds lovely.

"Don't worry, I can recover that upon your resurrection, but in the meantime, do you want to choose your own name?"

"Ummm, sure, why not?"

Shirone brightens up and rests her head on her hands (apparently she was behind a bar table this whole time) and her ears make an adorable twitch.

"So what will it be?"

"Ummmm, give me a sec to think."

"Alrighty, we literally got all the time in the world."

After pondering prospective names for a while I finally settle upon one.

"Thomas, I am Thomas Rath."

Shirone has a somewhat startled reaction, but regains her composure quickly.

"Okay, sooooo, I was given the ability to give you powers, whaddyawant?"

The moment I have anticipated my whole life!

"I have a few powers I'd love to have, mind if I have multiple?"

"Sure, just don't..."

I cut her off saying,

"Then I'd like a system to tell me what I don't know, I'd like some godly races, Y'know like arc-pheonix and demi-god and vampire, I'd also like super-strength, flight, preferably with wings, I'd like..."

Shirone is starting to look a very sickly pale.

"Magical abilities and the know-how of how to use them, I'd like psychic abilities and..."

Shirone is REALLY not looking good now, she tries to mutter out "st-sto..."

"I'd love to be super tall and charismatic, I'd love the ability to obtain any power I'd like and.."

Shirone starts to scream, cutting me off and then the world around me disintegrates into static.

When I wake up again I'm in a wagon with 3 other people, one of them notices my consciousness and asks a simple, yet terrifying question.

"You finally awake? You were trying to cross the border."