1 First(?) Cliché of Every MC.

In the vast void where there's no light nor darkness, a young man slowly opened his eyes and questioned the meaning of his life.

He recently died while eating dinner, street food noodles to be exact.

Out of nowhere, a truck was driving towards him, who's staring blankly in shock. The truck was somehow able to avoid every single person on the street with perfect maneuver as if it's specifically targeting him.

Before he could do anything, the world turned dark and he lost consciousness.

He didn't understand why, but somehow, he had a feeling that dodging was meaningless. Even if he could fly, the truck would still take his life one way or another.

Lying down in the mysterious space, he muttered, "Mom...." as he began to cry.

He's not afraid of death, but he didn't want to leave his mother's side just yet. She's the only one in the world left who's blood-related to him, his only family.

He dropped out of university and worked hard in order to earn enough money to cure his mother who has been bedridden for more than 3 months from a hit-and-run. To this day, those corrupted polices still haven't got any wind about the case yet. Even the security camera at the scene of crime was 'conveniently' broken that day.

Thinking about them made his blood boil with rage, and he began to curse amidst his tear of sadness which tasted very salty. Yes, he's very salty!

"If ghosts are real, I will definitely haunt them for the rest of my second, third, and fourth life!" He declared in vain because he knew better than anyone that he's now in the afterlife... or was he?

Looking around, he began to inspect his surrounding but found nothing worth noting besides nothingness or void.

"Where is this? Heaven? Hell? Afterlife? Underground experiment lab?" He questioned, expecting no one to answer, but he did.

"This is the space I created to converse with you," An aged voice rang inside his head.

Shocked, he moved his heads left and right until his dazed gaze landed on an old man with white hairs and long white beards, wearing a white robe and holding a strangely glowing thick book, giving off a sage vibe. The strangest thing about him, however, was his black eyes with pupils that resembles a galaxy, stars swirling around endlessly.

Having read many Isekai novels, Mangas, Manhuas, and even Manhwas, only one being came to his mind, "Are you a God?"

"Yes," He answered with a warm smile.

He's a bit surprised but not by much.

'Now that I think about it, my cause of death was getting hit by a truck. Was that truck-kun? Am I getting isekai-ed? Seriously?'

God then sighed and said bitterly, "It makes me sad that nowadays, no mortal seems to be surprised anymore when they saw me."

Before the young man could say anything, the God continued, "Are you one of those mortals who read 'Isekai novels'?"

That sentence made him at a loss for words, 'It seemed like this God has been isekai-ing many people lately and most of them have been reading Isekai novels.

'But does this mean I'm also about to get isekai-ed?' He thought.

He should be excited at the thought of living in another world, but all he's feeling was sadness and disappointment.

If this happened three months ago then he might be jumping with joy, but now that his mother was bedridden, he couldn't get excited by it anymore.

"Yes, I have read many of them. Am I about to get it as well?"

The old god raises his eyebrow, "Yes, but you look abnormally nonchalant about it... I thought every single one of you entertains the thought of living in a fantasy world."

"I would be, if my mom was fine and healthy, instead of being bedridden."

"I see..."

The young man then exhaled his breath and prepared himself to ask a very selfish question he had no hope of getting a favorable answer for, "Can I go back instead? I want to take care of my mom. Or better yet, please cure my mom in exchange for a cheat that I will get later, assuming that you will give me one."

After hearing what he said, The God shook his head in disappointment and muttered softly under his breath, "There's no fun in surprising these mortals by giving them a cheat anymore..."

Then he looked at the young man and said regretfully, "Sorry, but no can do. And yes, you will get a cheat.

"Just to be clear, the cheat you get will be randomized so pray for your luck.

"Oh, I can at least tell you this. There is a way for you to return back to your own world. Either by your own cheat or many other ways. You can try searching for it."

Hearing that made his eye lit up with newfound hope, "Really?! Thank you!"

Seeing the young man being enthusiastic, God smiled warmly and proceeded to the next phase, "Alright, it's time to choose your cheat.

"Press your hand on this button."

After saying that, a golden box appeared on God's hand with a red button on top of it.

"This box will determine what kind of cheat you will get.

"It could be an ability, a companion, an item, or a system, depending on your luck."

The young man heard that and frown, 'I'm fine with everything except system, there's a very high chance that I will get a sadist slave-driven system like those system novels I have read. It's fun to read but it'll be my nightmare if it becomes real life!'

He prayed to not get a system in his heart then stepped forward and pressed the button.

The button disappeared, replaced with a white blinding light that made him squint his eyes.

When the light disappeared, there's a word hovering above the box which read, "System."

"I'm f*cked!" He unconsciously cursed out loud in front of a God but he didn't seem to mind his vulgar word.

"I won't ask why you hate a system but you have yet to draw the system type. You might get something good," The old god explained with slight excitement.

The young man calmed himself down and said with a bit of annoyance "Fine… Let me draw it." While in his mind, he prayed, "Please not slave-driven, please not slave-driven…"

Hearing that, God summoned another box with a red button on top and signaled for the young man to come and press it.

He gathered his resolve, moved his hand forward, and pressed it.

There's another white light until it dimmed down and showed 3 words.

[Ultimate Cliché System]