I died.
Got reincarnated.
As a baby girl?

…Wait. No.

I thought I was reincarnated into her.
Turns out I’m just stuck with her.
Hanging around her neck like some cheap accessory.

I’m the dice.

And this dumb heroine keeps throwing me around like used tissue...
Like I did in my past life.

My rolls cast spells. Random ones.
Sometimes I heal. Sometimes I explode.

It’s fine. I’m fine. Everything’s fine.
(Spoiler: I’m not fine.)

But something about her feels familiar...

And the more she throws me, the more I start to think she’s one of those evil soap opera stepmoms — the kind who feeds her stepkids expired milk and smiles while doing it.

She yeets me like there’s no tomorrow...
FMDL.

What to expect:

- Magic and adventure.
- Absurd, unhinged comedy.
- Early slice-of-life chaos that gradually deepens into a larger, more complex world.
- A slow-burn journey that starts light and grows more meaningful over time.