"Heh, sure. Ahem."
The goddess sits up straight, her posture suddenly exuding regality.
"Welcome, Laurent, to your afterlife. I am the goddess Coventina, arbiter of English-speaking and Japanese-speaking souls ages 16-25. You have passed through the veil of meta-casual* anthropics to appear before me, and it is my task to usher you on to your fate. Three paths lay before you. The first is," she grimaces, breaking character for a moment, "I erase your you and put your soul back on the shelf, but the rules say I have to call that 'reincarnation'," eyeroll, "ahem. The second path is the path of ultimate rest. You may remain here, walk into the void behind me, and spend your eons communing among us gods here in the divine realm."
She pauses dramatically.
"If neither of those options appeals to you, there is a third choice you could make. There is a world in need of a champion, and to that world I would send you as you are, intact, to complete quests in my name."
She raises an eyebrow, slumping down into her previous posture. "How was that?"
*Not a typo.