For thousands of years, there have been people with many past lives, some good, and some bad. All of these lives were manipulated and chosen by a God. The God chose the life with dice, magic dice. The chances are one out of six.
This is my story. I was a victim of this for a few years, one of the many.
The first life:
My name was Rin. I was fourteen, short blonde hair, and I was a student in high-school. My parents were average people, my mom worked in a bakery, my father in an office. My life was boring. Every day, I would get up for school, eat breakfast mom left me, go to school for a few hours, come home, do my homework, eat dinner that dad left, then went to bed. My normal routine.
Why would I want to change it? Seems like a good life right?
But it was boring. I had no friends to speak of, no boyfriend, and I barely spoke to anyone. I lived this way for many years, never changing my routine until I was older.
I was a great student, always got straight A's, so I went to a good college. I ended up working in an office like my father since I had no skill in baking. I was always handing in work on time, writing reports and making presentations. And every night I went home, and worked more, then went to sleep.
I never got sick, so no days off, not that I wanted it. No husband, no kids. I was alone.
And finally, when I retired and became old and wrinkly, I just sat at home in front of the TV all day. Eventually I died of old age, alone, but at peace.
But there was a voice...
"Ah, such a pity, all alone in the world. This was truly a sad sight to watch for so many years. I hoped you would do something about your life but you didn't...hmm. Onto the next one. I hope it's more satisfying to watch."