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I know what you are going to say.. how trite ..an isekai.. another one.
And you would be right. This is indeed another isekai story i've ended up in another world. The only thing thats different however is...
I'm a cat.
I only know this is an isekai because my beloved human was a menace about these kind of stories and anime, villainesses, saints, knights, princesses, grasping on to a new life in another universe. Whether that be one from a book, a game or a wholy original one. They loved regression stories during historical fantasy too.
So I know a fair bit about your bog standard isekai.
Except.... I'm a cat... so how exactly is it that ive ended up here? I mean sure there were stories of people turned into dragons, fenrir's and other monster like beasts, and there were stories of humans who end up in another world with their dogs, cats and others.
But me? I'm just solo here. Or at least I think I am. And I'm 100% pure basic moggie.
Only, I've not actually met any other cats.
So how did i realise i am in another world? That I had a life in another one? Well that's fairly simple, we all know that trope. I was in a head bumping situation. It must have lodged free some kind of repressed memories. Only, I dont really remember much before that, but I know I wasn't just straight up transmigrated. How?
Well for the start, i'm utterly the wrong colour. You've no idea how much of a shock that was, one moment youre a standard moggie on planet Earth, a black cat with white paws, and long lush fur
.the next your head hurts like a truck ran through it and your luscious locks are now... ginger...and short... but ginger!
Why did it have to be ginger of all things? I mean sure i can see some white and blobs of a blackish brown. But there is a LOT of ginger.
Now, even fellow cats, know that ginger's are one brain cell short of a sandwich, let alone a full picnic. Luckily my intellect seems to have woken up with me. Imagine being a ginger, wandering around, knowing something is wrong, but you can't work it out. Until the brain cell hits you, from wherever it wandered off to. You'd never know how long it was going to stay either.
So here I am. In a forest on the edge of a large town, watching the changing of the guard at the front gate. And trying to work out what im supposed to be doing with myself.