《I was brought in another world as my catgirl avatar.》 Chapter 1 - I felt tired, heavy. I didn''t want to get up and go to work once more, but the sun never lies unfortunately, so I get up with a pounding headache due to my lack of sleep. Reaching out for my phone to check if I have any missed calls from last night, I dully notice that the bed is strangely hard today, and that the table where my phone usually is... is not there? My eyes shot open, and are immediately assaulted by the evil and vile sunlight. Hissing, I rub them for a full minute in order to get them nice and clear. When I open them again, my jaws threaten to fall off. The only world to describe my surrounding would be: ruins. Stoney, old, decaying and stinky ruins. Although I cannot claim to be a genius, nor an intelligent guy for that, I don''t think I''m the oblivious type. Recalling what happened last night, I cannot help but have a couple question marks floating around my head. I was playing as usual in my favourite game, Realms of Gods, and had just completed a mission. You know, the usual go-kill-this-guy mission. When I killed said guy, he dropped an item called . It''s description said that it would change the user''s world, so I thought it would give me an extremely high-level mission. Henceforth, I immediately activated since I had nothing to do. That''s as far as my memories go unfortunately. I do slightly recall hearing a voice, but I can''t remember what it said nor how it sounded like. Standing up, I walk around the room searching for a door of some kind. At least that''s what I try to do, but I accidentally fall back down due to an extra weight. Turning around, I notice a black, snake-like furry thing. Panicking, I try to shake it off, but the thing doesn''t go away. After a minute of trying to do so, I finally realize that the cause of my fears is not actually doing me any pain. I carefully try to reach it, but it moved out of the way, insisting on staying behind me. Frowning, I once again try to reach it, only to miss again.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. Thus began a game of cat-and-mouse. Only when I accidentally smashed into an already-broken mirror, I could only stare with wide-eyes at my own reflection whilst brutally beating myself into a pulp in my mind for my stupidity. In an instant, all the thoughts, doubts and speculations I had in my mind came together to form a complete sentence.I was transported! There is a clear difference between dreams and reality, and this is clearly reality. No matter how much I looked at it from all angles possible, the figure reflected in front of me is clearly a girl with cat ears and tail. Then, another point clicked in my head. The world-changing token didn''t actually mean that it would change worlds as in, actual worlds? Not just change the world, but bring you in another one? That''s bullshit. Such deep, brown and smelly shit that a bull can''t even make. Taking in deep breaths, I slowly take off my pants. Yup. No penis there, but a vagina is clearly there instead. "What was the saying? Ah, yes. If you were to change into a girl, the first thing you should do is give your boss a good time for a promotion." I say outloud, trying to calm my turbolent mind. To say that I''m angry at the sex change would be a lie. I always was always one of those guys who played as girls in games, but it still is disturbing. Not to mention, becoming a catgirl? After taking off my clothes and inspecting them, I inspected every nook and cranny of my body, no exceptions made. Long red hair? Check. Black cat-ears and tails? Check. Average height? Check. Green eyes? Check. Yup. It didn''t take me long to figure out that this was exactly the body of my avatar in that game. I wasn''t really sure what to feel to be honest, should I be happy, sad or angry? In a way, I was rather sad considering I probably changed worlds, which means I left behind my friends, but I also feel somewhat happy at having been freed from that workaholic society. I was the only sibling and my parents had died when I was around 20, so at least they wouldn''t miss me. Even then, maybe I''m just a carbon copy of myself? Like I inherited my memories from the former me but he''s still alive? That''s disturbing in it''s own way. Biting my lower lips, I put back on my clothes, which I don''t remember ever wearing. Silently chanting out , a window pops up in my mind. ----- Name: Sara Festin Age: 19 (Will not change) Race: Beastmen (Catkin Subrace) Levels: 100 Assassin, 100 puppeteer, 100 Blood Priest, 100 String Warrior, 100 Martial Artist Titles: Champion of the Bloody String Strenght 4200, Endurance 8500, Dexterity 11000, Intelligence 3000, Wisdom 3000 ----- As expected, this was 100% his, or her now, game stats. She was one of the very few people out there who had the time and money to grind all 5 classes and even obtained an ultimate skill. Feeling somewhat relieved that s/he still had her cheat stats, s/he continued on her search for an exit. Chapter 2 - Mumbling unhappily in the corner of my mind, I continue to walk around those god damned ruins. I didn''t even encounter a single monster nor a person, which means nobody will even give me fucking directions. The ruins were not large. No, that would be like saying an ant is comparable to a mountain. These ruins are fucking colossal. Furthermore, it''s always the same scenery. Stone, stone and stone. Oh, also stone. After 5 hours of what felt like walking through hell, I finally encountered a strange drawing on the floor. Countless runes littered said floor, and upon further inspection I realized that it was a teleportation formation, but it didn''t specify a target. In the game, these formations were almost everywhere players gathered. Cities, dungeons, training zones... hell, there even were portable formations. But, this formation was... strange? It looked about right, but it was missing something. Every formation has the shape of a circle with the name of the destination at the center, but this one didn''t have said name. It was just empty. Now, option 1: Go in the circle and teleport somewhere. Maybe down to hell. Option 2: Don''t use the thingie and continue walking around aimlessly. Option 3: Destroy everything and find a way through brutalizing the ruins. Option 1 is certainly a good idea whilst option 2 is more... eh. Option 3? Fuck yeah. I said it before and I''ll say it again, I''m not a smart person, just someone who wants to get results. That''s even the reason why I focused on vitality so much, exactly in order to survive every situation. Countless strings begin to extend from my fingers. At first, I felt a bit weird since this is after all, reality, not a game. But, after a couple minutes of experimenting, I realize the feeling is the same exact one as in the game. They''re like mini-extensions of myself, and I can control them just like how I control my arms. Thus, I slam those string into the ceiling, creating a shockwave much stronger then what you would expect to originate from some almost-invisible strings. The ceiling itself breaks down and the rest of the room threatens to do the same, but I pull myself up with the strings as if using a grappling hook. Up there is just another room, so I destroy the next ceiling. And again. And again. After a dozen or so floors, I finally arrive at the top. Looking around, I realize I''m in some sort of forest, and the ruins are barely standing. Quickly jumping down from the place and running away. 5 minutes afterwards, I return back to the ruins with a blank face and sit down on a comfy-looking rock. 10 minutes later, I scream out in rage "I''m fucking lost!!" Where the hell is the protagonist''s cheat where they just so randomly happend to pass by a princess or something!? Huffing and puffing, I cool down my overheated anger by caressing my newfound extremety. I giggle creepely whilst poking at my tail. Although I didn''t put much thought into it before, it''s actually a very useful limb to have. It not only helps with balance, but it also helps calm my mood. Two birds for one stone. Furthermore, my hearing has shot up by leaps and bounds with my cat-like ears.Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. And so, I unconsciously relax and begin to think deeper about what to do in the future. I read my share of novels too, from reincarnation to transmigration. Although I admit I never thought it would actually happend to me, I admit the idea is... thrilling. The power to do whatever I want without disregarding others. The possibility to live a far more fullfilling life. Once again I''ll say this: I''m not smart. However, I''m not naive either. Knowledge is power, but ignorance is happiness. Even one of the game developers said this: "This is not a game for kids, even I sometimes have to seriously consider putting up restrictions." What he meant was that the players were a bit... violent. People always solved everything with violence, this is true for both reality and not. Although rape was forbidden, players would torture others for information and there were even methods for forbidding players from logging out from the game. And this was the fucking 26th century! Now, compare the advanced society with a primitive, medieval society. If the advanced was already violent, what about the primitive? If you have even a brain the size of at least a grain of sand, then you realize that it''s pretty bad. Whilst brooding internally about how bad life is, I heard a rustling sound not too far away from me. Perking up my ears, I remain still and silently cast an over to the target. ----- Race: Human Total Level: 371 ----- I take in a sharp breath and hiss out enough curses for a lifetime. I stealthily deploy my string all over the area and after I''m sure I''ve got him in my trap, I send all of my string at him. Trees are cut into pieces, bushes are pulverized by the force of the strings and the guy luckily didn''t notice in time. He runs out of his hiding spot and tries to run away, but my strings catch him in time, binding his every limb. Although I would like to kill him right here, I wanted information so I avoided cutting him into pieces. Pulling the guy back towards me, I take a look at my captive. Short black hair, deep blue eyes and a stature fitting of an athlete along with an admittevely handsome face. Yup, this guy is definetly a player. How do I know this? Intuition. The guy was panicking a bit, so I bash his head against a nearby tree, snapping it in half. I then pull him back right in front of me and grind him down with my foot on his chest. "Well well, what do we have here? A peeker, perhaps?" I say whilst rotating my foot that was pressed against his chest, causing him to grit his teeth in pain. "Answer or I kill you, scream and I kill you, attack me and I kill you... You get the idea, do anything I don''t like and I''ll kill you." The guy nods with a pained expression, so I relax my grinding. "Good. Are you a player as well?" The guy''s eyes open wide and he barely manages to weakly say "...Yes" "Excellent. We''re making progress~! Now, how long have you been here and how did you get here?" "I defeated a boss and got a strange token, which I activated, I think. I''ve been here for less then half a day... so could you please let me go? I didn''t mean anything bad... Aaaah! Stop! That hurts!" When he asks to be let go, I tighten the strings around his limbs. Internally debating the pros and cons of wether to let this idiot go or not, I internally sigh at how violent I''ve become in such a quick time. Retracting my strings into my arms, I walk away and sit on a rock whilst keeping an eye on the guy. He gets up and rubs his aching limbs whilst whimpering in pain. To sum up the following 6 hours, we essentially just talked about what happend and ideas. The guy was strangely outgoing even after almost being killed, but I didn''t mind it too much. I even apoligized for my aggressiveness, but he waved it off whilst calling it ''The stress of life'', which admittevely made laugh a little bit. At one point though, I got a bit... teasy... and asked "You''re not trying to hit me, are you?" With a serious face. His expression went from confused to exxasperated, and he half-shouted "No way! I''m a girl!" Silence reigned over us for several minutes. I pointed at his nether region and said "That''s clearly a penis though." We both broke out laughing after that, and I casually added "And I was a boy before." (s?)he stopped laughing and had an expression that said ''seriously?''. Eventually though, we got it all settled down and agreed to at least help each other for a while. Chapter 3 - How did it come to this? I silently think whilst cutting yet another idiot into hundreds of pieces. The remaining 5 humans all stared at me, shaking in fear. I think I even smell some urine from a couple of them. "Alright you idiots, you all have 5 seconds to scram least I turn you into catfood. 3... 2..." By the time I was at 2, the guards had already dropped all of their weapons and were running away screaming. I sigh at their idiocy and recall what happend before that led to this mess. Me and the other guy(?), whose name was Drake, had finally found a road and had been following it for quite a while. After half a day, we encountered a caravan, and like the good samaritans we were, we went and propently presented ourselves, offering some pelts of animals we casually caught and dragged into hell. And like the proper merchants, they accepted our offer and made space for us on a wagon. We took turns sleeping and keeping guard since we didn''t exactly trust the people of this world, and it proved to be somewhat useless since they didn''t bother us. We barely left the wagon and 2 days later, we finally reached a village/baby city. After sending our regards to the merchants, we were about to leave when a rather volumptous lady came from one of the wagons and offered Drake to show him around the city. The guy, being the dense girly guy s/he is, accepted and went along with her. When the girl noticed I was following them, she casually told Drake "Mind sending away your slave? It''d be more fun just the two of us~" Before Drake could say anything, I sent him a message via my strings (Yes, all-mighty,all- purposeful strings are the best <3) and simply told him to tell me to wait, since I didn''t want to start a whole mess. Yet. He did as I told him to do and I went back to the wagon to wait. Unfortunately, after around an hour of playing around/exercising with my strings, a bunch of idiots just had to come by and make trouble. They seemed to know exactly what to do, cause'' they came straight for me and one of them hit me in the head without warning. At the time, I wasn''t even paying attention to them so I got hit straight on.This story has been unlawfully obtained without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. Later on, I checked their levels, and they are only level 6''s with the highest level being 9, so you can sort of imagine the effects of a level 6 hitting a level 500 with a focus on vitality with a mere club. I pretended to have been knocked out just to see what they were up to. They tied me up and put me in a sack rather roughly all the whilst making comments on the ''easy money'' they got. They then dragged me back into the city, although I couldn''t see exactly where we were going. I did however, learn that they were probably related to the big-breasted girl from before. Apparently, their plan was to first sell me, then the girl will somehow help Drake find me back and ''gift me back''. Broken down into easy words, they thought that Drake must be a famous guy due to his equipment and that he must somehow value me due to me being his only escort. Plus, due to me being pretty... *cries bitter tears*... they would also make money whilt doing this. And from the sounds of it, this wasn''t even their first time doing it! Another thing to note is that in human kingdoms, all non-pure humans are always going to be treated as slaves. When I learned of this, my mind simply went like ''Rly?'' When we arrived somewhere, I was forcefully taken out and shoved into a cage somewhere. At this point, I just decided to end the act. After cutting into many, many pieces everyone in a 50 meter radius around me, I stole a hooded cloak from some random guy and went out of the building. I walked around for quite a while whilst searching for Drake, but before I could do so I accidentally walked into a small, empty street. A little gang approached me and... well, you know the rest. So, here I am in the present, with no idea of what to do or where to go. I silently sigh to myself and look up at the sky. Then, an amazing idea comes to my mind. Roofs! In a style that even ninjas would cry, I jump around from roof to roof whilst checking everywhere for Drake. Now, whilst for a normal person it would be impossible, do not underestimate the capabilities of a lv 500. Not only could I ''see faster'' then a normal human by a factor of at least 1000, I was also magnitudes stronger and faster then anybody, so this was child''s play for me. Finally, I found Drake, whom was ''flirting'', though he probably wouldn''t realize it, with a red-faced, big breasted slaver girl. She was nodding almost constantly and looked really happy talking to him. They were sitting together on a restaurant whilst sometimes munching on some strange meat. Should I kill her or should I torture her to death? Or maybe just cut off her arms and legs without letting her die? A plethora of possibilities is available for grabs~!