RNGs and entropy collectors be damned, real men only trust one kind of randomness, the dice kind. And the Dice-O-Matic rolls a hot hand in a dice game, baby, collecting 'em, rolling 'em, catching 'em, ...

What if all things were subject to a roll of the dice? What if the only things that stood between catastrophe and fortune were a one-to-six pipped roll? What if, despite what chance said, you refused ...

In the world of Random, there are six worlds, each representative of the side of a die. There's Onecroft at the bottom of the world and Sixtopia at the top, where the evil and towering queen lives.