Turning Realities Trash Bin Into A Test Server!!!

“Why do you think you were born in the Realm of Human? No, you, just like everyone else, start at the beginning. Welcome to your first Naraka.”

When Haseo died, instead of meeting a God or being judge for his sins, he appeared in an assembly hall with thousands of others. On stage was a man who went on to ridicule them all for their misguided thoughts on where they were on the totem pole of life.

Beings who thought they were born in the higher realms, were distraught to learn they existed in the Thought Realm. A collection of metaphysical universes that were all spawn with just a thought.

Only Haseo himself was unfazed by this news. Though, rather then him having some insight, it was only because he simply was focused on a more important matter…

‘Man, not only was I placed in the nosebleeds section, I am surrounded by babies. They keep on yapping and crying over the speaker on the stage. Couldn’t hear anything that was said.’

………

Soon everyone present was given a system of power to help them simulate into their new positions.

The systems were all designed to be on equal terms with each other. None were better than others. If you knew your place and followed your path, you would become equals with others.

“Haseo Graytoy, please come down here and meet me in my office. Your system needs explaining before we hand it over.”

A long silence ensued. The systems were distributed instantly, however a guy with a weird last name was called down.

‘Man what a world.. or afterlife I guess? Who knew there was someone else with the same first name as me who didn’t get a system. Though, I wonder when is a good time to bring up I also didn’t get one.’

Though seeing his surroundings change, he realized that maybe the one who was called was him.

“Welcome young man, sorry to single you out. But there are a few strings attached to your system.”

The man went on to explain that Haseo was adopted and that was the reason for his last name changing.

Him being adopted was due to the maker of the system he was being given. The ancestor of the Graytoy, used himself as the main ingredient of the system.

“But don’t let this get to your head. Your system basically is only good for making toys.”

Haseo looked at the man confused. “Wait, was I just called here because I am a dud? My afterlife will just be making toys in a factory?!”

The man chuckled and leaned back in his chair. “I mentioned the Graytoy ancestor was an ingredient of your system. Hence the toy making part of it. However the reason calling you here is the other parts of the system.”

“He somehow got his hands on the Test Server Universe and the Realities Trash Bin Server Universe. The first having loose regulations and the second housing copies of anything that has been made.”

Haseo frown when he heard this, thinking he was going to get scammed. He started thinking of ways to plead for this system.

Before Haseo could speak, the man raised his hand to stop him. “No need to worry about us keeping this from you or making you agree to unfair terms.”

The man stood up and reached out his hand. “In fact, you are doing the biggest service anyone could ever do.”

Haseo shook the man’s hand not knowing the start of his afterlife was about to get complicated.