A small wisp leaves the body of a mangled corpse, being pulled into its journey through the cosmic recycling services.

"ERroR-hhfd3589"

Sarah woke up startled after what seemed an eternity or perhaps a few seconds. It was challenging for her to tell.

"What's going on!?" She started to panic and tried to look around, only to realize that she had constant awareness. " O God," she starts to develop a bad headache," I'm going to vomit" before she could vomit or at least the spirit equivalent of vomiting. Her headache faded, and she noticed she was in a white room, plane, house? She wasn't sure, just that it was a massive white area.

She at least had a body now; she noticed it when she covered her eyes from the bright white environment. Across from her stands an elderly lady. She was around her mid-40s and had a blue toga that covered everything but one of her shoulders. She also had blue hair and eyes, which wasn't the norm.

"Well, there appears to be an error in your death," she said, "Hmmm, how unusual your soul doesn't belong in this dimension you just came from." She was staring very hard at Sarah, like she was staring at her soul. Which she was, the lady made some motions with her hands and then nodded at her confirmation.

Sarah sat there dazed at what was happening until she realized what the lady had said about her soul being in the wrong dimension. "Wait, is that why I always had bad luck."

"Hmm, yes, most likely the dimension was trying to repel you. Like how a rubber band will try to snap back, but the dimension doesn't ever lose its tension."

"I fucking knew it. The world was out to get me!" She screamed while throwing her hands up. She looked down at her body and realized she was naked-ish with her private parts blurred.

"WAIT, who are you, and why is my body blurred out. I don't give my consent! I have a lawyer!" Before she can continue, the woman waves her hand, causing her to shut up.

"I am a representative of order, which is an overreaching system in the multiverse. We exist to counteract the chaos in the multiverse. I, in particular, have jurisdiction over the recycling process or reincarnation, as you could call it."

"Aaaah, so there is reincarnation. Can I be a cat? That way, I can rule over humanity while doing nothing."

"It doesn't work as you believe. I guess what you call souls are the unique patterns that memories create. So when you pass away, that pattern ceases to exist, but an echo of those patterns persists. This can create issues for certain dimensions, so my job is to repurpose the echoes so the world can reuse them."

"Whoa, so I'm like a copy of my real self. Wait! If the real me is dead and gone, does that make me the echo of the real me now?" Before Sarah could begin to ponder the philosophy of her new life. The lady interrupts her. "No, and that's the issue, your pattern, the one that was supposed to have died as your main body died, did not. Upon looking into it, it leads me to believe that you aren't from these dimensions but one of stronger souls."

"Your soul was most likely thrown into this dimension through a powerful force."

"Hmm, I bet I did it to myself. Hmmm, I was probably some badass wizard or alchemist. Yeah! alchemist sounds cooler, and I was never a fan of the pointy hat." Sarah explained while nodding her head wisely as if she had found the answer to her life problems. Well, previous life problems now.

"I will have to send you into a dimension cluster that can aid you more than I can. As I am limited in what I can do in this cluster."

"Alright, so… do you transfer me over like a phone call? Or do I have to wait in darkness because that didn't feel great when I woke up from it."

"Walk through that door, and you will meet a new representative. They should help you a lot more." The blue lady pointed at a door that just appeared behind Sarah.

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"Umm, ok, so here we go!" Sarah opened it, only for it to disappear into motes of blue lights. When she turned around to ask what was up, she found herself in front of a secretary's desk and a lady. The secretary was as dull as Sarah could be with brown hair and eyes. And with standard black office attire and glasses that look like she took them from an angry librarian.

"Umm, hi, that door broke on its own. You need to find a better door supplier."

The secretary shakes her head, "That was just something created for your mind to help cope better, just like this room." She said as she waved her arm around, indicating the plain white room.

"Now, let's get this done with." She took some papers out to read from. They were about Sarah, whom we were given to her by the blue toga lady.

The secretary took another pile of papers from her desk cabinet and took one off the top.

"OK, so I recommend staying with the same race."

Sarah quickly added. "Wait, are we doing some karma-based thing to decide my bonuses. If so, I would like to say that she deserved it and I don't regret it! And I would like to file a formal complaint about any points lost!" She said righteously

"I represent order/recycling for this part of the multiverse; we do not care about your human morals."

Sarah immediately deflated, "Oh, well, good! I didn't want to write a complaint….. Sooooo, do I get to keep my memories?"

"You technically didn't die on our side of the multiverse, so it is easier to reincarnate you than break your soul down."

"Sweeeeeeet!"

"Here is a list of possible reincarnations; you should pick human, though. It would be easier for you." The secretary hands over a massive list.

Sarah takes a quick look at the top of the list to find humans on top.

"Na, humans are boring."

"You know the culture difference is already going to be huge if you choose a dif-"

"It's fine, I got this," she waved her hand at her.

"Um, okay, so this is a big list. Okay, I don't want to be a man. I don't want the man bits." The list shrinks, but it is still massive. Deciding to flex some of her newly known mental powers, she made a more modern tablet for the list. After scrolling, she suddenly realizes when she spots elves on the list, "Wait! Is there magic, like the fireball and ice kind?!?"

"Yes? I thought you were aware of this due to the nature of your soul."

"I KNEW IT!! I totally was a badass wizard, no, an ice wizard alchemist." After a short distraction, she went back to the list. She read a total of 3 races before realizing she was way over her head on deciding her new life, so she decided on a better and foolproof idea."Ok, list turns into a giant spinning wheel."

The tablet turned into a massive wheel with an arrow on a tall pole on one side of the wheel.

"OK, nice, now let's SPIN THAT WHEEL!" But before she could spin the wheel, the secretary said, "You know this decides how you will live the rest of your life. I can't help you re-pick a race. You will be stuck with whatever you get till you die, most likely." Sarah looked at her, trying to think of why the wheel was a better option. Ultimately she decided she did not give a shit about the secretary and did not want to or need to justify anything to anyone. However, she did choose to remove races that required socializing from the list. "I'm leaving it to RNGesus to decide my fate, as I, a mere mortal, can't comprehend such a choice." She said out loud.

"You know u have all the time in the world to read the description," the secretary attempted to warn her, but it was too late. Sarah had already spun the wheel.

The multicolored wheel spun with an insane number of sections on the wheel, each representing a different race.

The revolution started to slow down before landing on a tiny, unreadable sliver. Sarah instantly knew what she got.

"Aaah, I got dungeon core. What's a dungeon core?"