Wendiditgo To This?

Dying then getting reincarnated wasn't something I thought possible.



Yet here I am.



But did it have to reincarnate me into a... skinny dog? A small bone-y deer...? A very hairy, with some feathers, hunched over... thing?



'What the hell am I?'



[You are a baby {–––––––}.]



'Hm, a –––––––, aye...'



Instead of thinking about my new self, I thought about something else, something bad.



I felt the terrible, horrible, terrifying need to make a bad, baad pun.



'Hey, System.'



[Yes?]



'Ice to meet you.'



[...]



I began to chuckle. A few quiet wheezes of air puffing out.



[...sigh.]



(This novel is on hiatus for now)