Oliver was your normal middle class person surviving, but not thriving. He only had one hobby DND and he loved he loved the stories he could craft and the interesting combo his players would come up with to try to break. His game but as all good things, they must come to an end. He was heading home from the first session of a new game happy he had so many ideas of what he was gonna do in the game then one bolt struck two bolts 3 bolts 4 bolts until 37 bolts of lightning head struck him his car couldn’t protect him from that many bolts of lightning as he died he was sent up to heaven, and immediately saw carnage as heaven was being attacked (but that is a story for another time) in Front of him there was a line of souls to get into heaven. It was moving fast too fast. He had to jog to keep up with it then he saw it there was an angel there telling people whether they were going into heaven, or they were going to be reincarnated as they died of a mistake all she was saying was either go in or reincarnate with a simple flick of a hand left or right. he was the fifth fourth third second and finally he was first in line. All herd was a simple reincarnate as he was tossed to the side and started falling down to a world then a voice rang out  Velco Has been chosen as the world you will be reincarnated in Random selection started you will be a dungeon core  and then it all went black This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it