A panel popped up in front of me; it was a lot like a game character creation panel. It had three different tabs, namely: Race, Body, and World.
First, I clicked on Body. This section was split into tons of different categories; however, the first thing I had to do was select my gender—which, of course, I chose female.
"Female…? I thought you were a boy." The goddess looked at me in shock; it felt like her entire understanding of me collapsed.
"I was a boy. However, in this life, I've decided to be female. Now, I know you may ask yourself, Why? Well, Sun Tzu once said, 'If you know your enemy and yourself, you need not fear a hundred battles.' If both my enemy and I are women, then do I still need to go through the trouble of understanding women to find a girlfriend in this life?" I nodded sagely, proud of my supposedly deep reasoning.
"The real reason? Please?" The goddess looked at me with a deadpan expression.
"Okay, okay, that might have been bullshit. I'm jealous. Do you know how many fashion choices women have compared to men? Also, women have quite a few advantages in terms of music. First, their vocal range tends to be higher, and second, their hands are a lot more flexible. And most of all, do I need to find a girlfriend when I myself am a girl?" I looked at the goddess, who was nodding along with a look of enlightenment.
Now that I picked my gender, I clicked the first section, which was Age. After debating whether to be an eternally young loli for a while, I settled on the age of 16. After all, I had to be careful with my choice, as I would be eternally that age.
The next section was Hair. For color, I was torn between gold and silver—both were cool in their own right—but I eventually settled on wheat gold. As for hairstyle, there were tons of options, some I had never even heard of. After hovering on twin tails for a while, I finally chose waist-length straight hair that I thought would make me look mature.
The next section was Eyes. There were a lot of weird options in this section that would make 8th graders scream with joy, such as hectromectic eyes or the unsealed eye of the fifth demon king (no effect except looking cool). Eventually, I settled on golden eyes, which matched my hair color.
Next was the Face. This included eyebrows, nose, lips, and head proportions. After fiddling around for a long time, I finally got the perfect proportions. I chose faint eyebrows and a small nose, and lips that were perfectly positioned along with the eyes—it looked like it was crafted by the gods.
Next up was Height. I chose to be 5'6"—not too short that it's unreasonable, but small nonetheless. I made this decision because, as a boy who was 6 feet tall, I can tell you honestly that being too tall is incredibly uncomfortable. You have to look down on everyone as you hold a conversation, and you can't fit in certain spaces.
Then came the cough cough Chest Size section. When I got to this part, the goddess looked at me with interest as I adjusted the slider. When I put the slider all the way up, the goddess raised her fist in jealousy, so I quickly slid it to the small section—something I would come to regret later.
Next was Body Proportion. I adjusted it carefully, giving myself long legs, a small waist, slim arms, and delicate hands. Overall, when I looked at my body proportions, they were perfect—extremely aesthetically pleasing.
On to the final section: Clothes. I picked a blue beret which covered the top of my head, and chose a blue and white dress that covered my chest and stopped at my waist. The skirt built into the dress stretched to my knees, leaving the front partially uncovered. On my legs, there was a bit of blue fabric connected to small black shorts with a black strap that covered my black tights with silver accents and knees, and finally, some metallic silver boots.
The goddess looked at the character I created and was stunned by how beautiful she was: her body perfectly proportioned with a small but ample chest, her long wheat-colored straight hair flowing majestically down to her waist, the beret adding a touch of fashion and elegance. Her eyes reflected a golden sea—and if you stared into them long enough, you'd find yourself getting lost. Her clothes matched her look perfectly, elevating her beauty to another level.
(Insert IMG of character here.)
"You are surprisingly great at this. I don't know how, but you created an incredibly beautiful body for you to live in for the rest of your life." The goddess nodded approvingly at my style, which made my ego and pride swell. I mean, this was praise from a goddess, no matter how shameless and childish said goddess was.
"You're thinking of something rude... aren't you?" The goddess raised her small fist and sent me flying once again.
How uncouth and unreasonable! I moved my hand towards the next tab, Race. The moment I clicked on it, a massive wheel appeared.
Occupying that wheel was a massive variety of races, each with different chances of landing on them. The rarer races took up incredibly small sections of the wheel. Notably, humans took up 30% of the wheel, random demihumans another 10%, elves took up 5%, as did dwarves. The remaining 50% was filled with a variety of races such as vampire, fairy, high elf, high human, druid, dragon, phoenix, ogre, goblin, troll, giant, lunarian, and many more.
Knowing I wouldn't be able to pick my race anyway, I said to the goddess, "Spin that wheeeeeeel."
The goddess stepped on a stool and gave the wheel a massive spin. We both watched in silence as it spun.
Ten minutes later, that silence was interrupted by an embarrassed goddess. "I may have put in a bit too much force," she said, letting out an awkward laugh. Avoiding my stare, she quietly kicked the wheel, causing it to stop.
We both turned our attention to the wheel, and the goddess's mouth dropped to the ground. I wasn't much better. It landed on a race that had a very low chance of appearing—Fairy Queen.
"Lucky bastard." The goddess inspected the wheel one more time to see if it was rigged. Not believing in my dog-like luck, I silently thanked my best friend, who I had sacrificed 50 years of his life for his kindness.
I looked at the race tab, which was now filled with information about my race. It read:
Fairy Queen – The highest authority of the fairy race. The Fairy Queen has a pair of incredibly beautiful transparent butterfly wings, granting them the innate ability to fly. As the noblest of the fairy race, you will gain a fairy form which will shrink your body so small that you can rest on a flower (like Ramiris from Tensura). Each generation of Fairy Queen is accompanied by a Spirit Spear; yours will be Chastiefol (from The Seven Deadly Sins).
My eyes widened in shock as I read that description. I realized why the goddess acted the way she did; Chastiefol is completely OP, along with the convenience of a fairy form, the ability to fly, and the authority gained by being a Fairy Queen. It was basically a cheat code.
After calming down, I clicked on the last tab, Starter World, and another massive wheel appeared. However, this time each world took up an equal amount of space. I saw Seven Deadly Sins, Tensura, Pokémon, Marvel, DC, Solo Leveling, DanMachi, Oshi no Ko, and many more.
The goddess, without giving me a chance to think, stood on her stool and spun the wheel—this time with less force—and it quickly came to a standstill.
One Piece. It read One Piece. To be honest, I didn't want this world to be my starter world for a couple of reasons. Firstly, it's harder to build influence with the World Government constantly controlling media and public opinion. Secondly, the world is full of evil pirates. Don't look at the anime and Luffy's crew. Let's be realistic—pirates are evil. They kill and plunder. Luffy is more of an adventurer than a pirate. Thirdly, I'm an incredibly beautiful woman, and the Celestial Dragons will definitely take an interest in me—along with other pirates. Luckily, I have Chastiefol and an immortal body to protect me. However, I won't lie—I'm looking forward to meeting my favorite characters whom I grew up with, like Nami, Robin, Vivi, and others... Accidentally revealed my ambitions there; ignore that.
The goddess smiled and walked over to me. She raised her hands with a grin and said, "Try not to come back any time soon, you perverted scum." She then slapped me into an ominously glowing red portal.
YOU COULD HAVE TOLD ME, AND I WOULD HAVE WALKED INNNN, I shouted as my body went flying into the portal—although I don't think she heard me.