"So you're dead. No need to explain how or why as your life was too boring to bother explaining."

"Huh?"

"Don't act so surprised, you're worthless, but because you lived a long life you get to reincarnate... But if you don't want to be reborn, and you want to keep your body, you could become a -"

"I want to be a dragon,"

"Huh?"

"Don't act so surprised, dragons are cool, they fly, and they breathe fire."

"Really? They are scaly fat lizards! Wouldn't you much rather save a world from a de-"

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"I request a dragon."

...

"I deny your request."

"You can't do that, you just said I get to reincarnate."

"... No I didn't,"

"Yes, yes you did,"

"Well I changed my mind," "W-wait why are you getting so close, wai-"

"MAKE ME A DRAGON!"

"NO!"

"MAKE ME A DRAGON!"

"FINE!"

...

The goddess was teary-eyed when she was released, but quickly gathered herself and then did some goddessy motions with her hands.

"I, Goddess Celeste the Third, grant you the gift of new life! And if you live out this life you will regain another credit toward a new life, again!"

The dead guy smirked, looking smug as he stood back, awaiting his transformation.

Looking holy the goddess smiled, eyes glowing and hands creating a symbol on the floor just under the dead guys feet.

As light began to shimmer around the circular symbol, the goddesses smirk turned gradually smug. The dead guy met her gaze and instantly lost his own expression.

"What... What did you do?"

"For he wishes to be reborn as a Wind Dragon, the weakest of all dragons! And he wishes to be born into a world that HATES dragons,"

"Wait... I didn't say that, HEY, I DIDN'T SAY THAT, STOP THE SPELL!"

The goddess smiled, a crimson glint in her eyes.

"Maybe next time you'll choose something less lame! Bye, Loser!"

"Hey! Waiii-"

The symbol turned into a hole and quickly pulled the dead guy in, leaving behind a fading flicker of cosmic light.