Yuri

Although not certain, you felt as if you had reached nirvana. Nothing concerned you anymore. Not the fire cleansing you of sinful thoughts or the depiction of a pair of girls in a passionate and loving kiss.

Okay, maybe a little for the last one.

Slowly returning to yourself through the wholesome power of Yuri, you took a better look at the card you had drawn which would define your next life.

One of them dark-haired with an aura of mystery around her, deep and inscrutable if not for the other woman. A blonde possessing an untarnished innocence, bringing her light to illuminate and lay bare even the emotions you most wanted to keep hidden or restrain.

"Hmm, I wonder which one you will be, if any, of the pair. So many varities. Don't worry about not currently being a woman, easily fixed. One of these last incarnations of yours was a... fujoshi." Her face was visibly disgusted as she almost spat out the word. "Sitting inside reading manga all day. Not doing anything worthwhile. What's so great about 2D boys anyway when you could go out and meet real ones!" Finished muttering, something insulting you guessed, she continued. "You'll be able to draw on some of her knowledge and experience so you aren't entire lost when you get... actually I'll leave that for you to discover."

There was something dangerous about her impish smirk, making you instinctively flinch as reached for the next the card knowing better than to question or ask what she meant.