The moment Kaito clicked "Yes", the world around him dissolved like smoke in the wind.
One second he was lying in his messy room, drowning in piles of comic books and half-eaten snacks — and the next, he was standing in an endless, bright white space. The silence was so heavy it made his ears ring.
Floating in front of him was a massive, golden throne. And slouched across it, like some lazy king on a weekend, was a man in a ridiculous robe that shimmered with stars and neon colors.
Kaito blinked slowly.
The man spotted him immediately and grinned. "Yo! Took you long enough!" he called out, waving enthusiastically like a guy greeting an old drinking buddy.
Kaito stood there, arms folded across his chest. "You're... God?"
The man laughed — an actual, loud belly laugh. "That's right! God, Boss, Supreme Ruler of Everything — call me whatever you like. I'm flexible."
Kaito gave him a look usually reserved for idiots and shady salesmen. "Right. And here I thought God would have... better fashion sense."
God laughed even harder, spinning lazily in midair. "Pffft, yeah, I get that a lot. But c'mon, you think I wanna wear a shiny white robe 24/7? You try it sometime. It's itchy."
Kaito didn't even bother responding to that. His expression stayed dead serious, like a man trapped in a never-ending bad joke.
God leaned back in his throne, kicking one leg over the armrest. "Anyway, you're the lucky winner of the God's Lucky Draw! Congrats, my dude! And now... you're about to be sent to a brand-new fantasy world. Pretty cool, huh?"
Kaito raised an eyebrow. "Monsters?"
"Yep. Big ones. Small ones. Ugly ones. Cute ones. All kinds."
"No magic?"
"Nope. Not a drop."
"No prophecies, no destined hero nonsense?"
God wagged his finger dramatically. "Not unless you start one yourself."
Kaito let out a slow breath through his nose. "Sounds... acceptable."
God clapped his hands once, the sound echoing like thunder in the empty space. "Knew you'd get it! You're not one of those 'I must suffer to grow stronger!' types. Thank me later."
Kaito's face stayed blank, but inside, he was grudgingly impressed. No magic, no divine meddling, no mandatory 'save the world' quest? Maybe this wouldn't be as much of a pain as he feared.
God leaned forward suddenly, elbows resting on his knees. His smile turned a little sharper.
"Now then, Kaito Aizawa," he said, voice ringing through the void, "before we send you off... you get three wishes."
The throne room seemed to grow even brighter, the space around them humming with invisible energy.
God's grin widened. "So, tell me — what are your three wishes?"