Pinky

Pinky's soul looked into all the portals that swam around him like sharks.

In the floating, fiery gateway closest to him, were visions of his next life which would take place a million times over at the same time in different dimensions, but wasn't like reincarnation as most would understand. Every life was similar, in many ways.

He had many sisters, but in some dimensions, had no relatives at all, and in others, had half sisters but no full blood sisters.

He would usually be scrawny, perhaps fit, but at times was muscular or fat. And his hair could vary in color and shape.

But every realm damned him to spankings and other humiliating, physically painful and sometimes potentially lethal nightmares made real.