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It’s sucks living this way. It’s sucks hating life for no real reason. It sucks living in your parents house. It sucks not having friends. It sucks being alive.
I remember never playing well with kids my age. I remember being in middle school, rejecting friendship. I remember the days when I locked myself up in my own room. I remember watching anime, late into the night.
God knows how many years and I still do the same thing. I forget to eat sometimes. I never drink water. I’m practically nocturnal at this point. It was funny, at first. My family would poke and tease, “she’s a vampire!” But at some point or another, when the credits roll to another movie, and I can faintly see my reflection in the screen I do have to ask. How that hell did I end up like this…?
I always found comfort in shoujo. I enjoyed a good psycho horror. I mostly detest isekai. But something about this series I’ve been watching lately… Mushoku Tensei. A pathetic loser of a man somehow turns his life around after he gets transported to a magic world? I know Isekais are power fantasies, but even this sounded self indulgent. But when I began to watch it… something about it made sense. Each episode had me lean closer to the screen, immediately jumping for the next episode. As soon as season 1 had finished, I jumped straight online and I bought the light novels.
It was by no means my favorite series. Top 50 maybe. I moved on for a bit, watching new series, new films. But my mind would still go back to it, back to the pathetic MC, Rudeus Greyrat. But if someone like that could be redeemed… maybe I had a chance too.
I lay in my bed, full of stuffies from people who thought they were friends. I check my phone, not a single message of course, but still plenty of notifications from other sites. An average night was just scrolling along until my body eventually fell asleep. But this night was… different.
I slipped out of my room for a moment. I needed the bathroom. This is when my memories get a bit hazy… I hit my head on something. Couldn’t even say what. I try to pull myself up, but my legs has given out. Maybe there was the sound of an ambulance…? I could barely remember. I just remember my final thoughts being
Shit.
My life hadn’t even started yet…
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I open my eyes, quickly shooting up. My head hurt like hell, and who the hell turned the lights on in my room?! I squint into the light as I stand up, searching blindly for the switch. Once my eyes adjust, my body freezes. I was outside, in the middle of a field.
What the hell was this?
My vision blurs slightly. When was the last time I stepped outside? Definitely couldn’t say. I look the ground and my body is… not mine. The idea is there, that’s my skin tone, that’s my height, but that is NOT my weight. My body was frail, I’d constantly forget to eat. I could barely stand dude minutes without getting light headed. But as I look down now, I have thighs…? A stomach…?
I fall to my knees, gaging in the high grass. The only was I could really describe it was… my body looked healthy.
It was stranger still. As I looked to my hands, breath shaking, I noticed something odd. Or rather, didn’t notice. There was no definition to my hand. It was a single, solid color, with a thing outline. I look to my surroundings, noticing it then too. The trees, the grass, they were all vibrant. Far too vibrant. Not only did I have no idea where the hell I was, but somehow, someway, I ended up as a damn cartoon.
I look down to my body once more. Whatever clothes I wore, it definitely wasn’t mine. A generic school girl uniform. Wait… it’s not generic. I took a closer look at the skirt pattern before quickly ripping off my blazer to see what patch was imbedded. I knew it… this is the uniform from the School Arc of Mushoku Tensei.
Panicked, I stood up and checked my surroundings once more. Off in the distance, beyond the trees, a castle lay. I sigh. It was the school of magic. A few paces away from me lay a backpack, still closed. Was it mine? Regardless, I picked it up.
Okay. Let’s review. Somehow, someway, I ended up in the world of Mushoku Tensei. More specially, I was in the anime. If we assume I got here the same as as Rudeus did, then that means… I shudder.
I think… I’m dead.
I have to shake the thought from my head. We could think about that later. For now, I just wanted to get the hell out of this field. The school of magic was as good a start as any.
As I began walking, I tried to think of a plan, even just a vague outline. The idea of going home was basically impossible at this point, so I had to push it from my mind. Besides, it’s not like I really did all that much… occasionally pop out just to steal food, but I hardly ate anyways. No friends to speak of and frankly not even a job. I had my family, of course, but given how little I really contributed, there was a chance they wouldn’t even notice for a long while.
Still, the fact remains. I’m in the middle of nowhere. I don’t have food. I don’t have shelter. Maybe I could find Rudy, but who knows how old he would be. Would he be 8? Maybe 50? For now, I’ll just have to settle on going to the school. Since I had the uniform, I think it was good enough indication as any.
I sigh, pushing my hair behind my ears. My hair falls back. I try again, same result… come on dude, get your shit together. When I try a third time, I freeze in place, gasping. Where I should have had my ear was just more skin. I quickly put both my hands to where my ears should have been, but there’s nothing.
My breath quickens as I try to think, where the FUCK are my ears. This felt all the more strange when I realized I heard everything fine! Perfect in fact! …too perfect.
My hands slowly go up my head as I pray that I’m wrong. But of course, I’m not wrong. On top of my head I feel a pair of soft cat ears.
I quickly turn my body around, realizing far too late that beneath my skirt was a tail poking out, the same color as my hair.
You’ve got to be fucking kidding me
I’ve been reincarnated as a fucking cat girl.