PotatoYawn

In a world where gods bicker like siblings, heroes flex for fame, and magic flows as freely as tavern ale, one unlucky soul gets the reincarnation deal of a lifetime—well, almost.

Waking up in a fluffy body with twitchy ears and a tail that won't stop wiggling, our protagonist quickly realizes his new life isn’t exactly the stuff of epic ballads. He’s not a fearsome dragon, a dashing swordsman, or even a mildly threatening goblin. Nope. He’s a rabbit—a cute, pint-sized ball of fluff with "snack" written all over him.

But hey, when life gives you carrots, you make stew… or, uh, figure out how not to become rabbit stew. Armed with quick wits, an absurd amount of luck, and a knack for dodging death by hopping around, this hare-raising adventure sees him hopping through a magical world full of danger, absurdity, and even romance. (Who knew some people were into rabbits?!)

With gods watching his every move, adventurers mistaking him for loot, and predators thinking he looks delicious, one thing’s for sure: it’s not easy being prey. But with a little cunning and maybe some help from a snarky companion or two, he might just prove that even the smallest creature can have the biggest bite.

Reincarnated as a Rabbit: Tales of Carrots and Chaos

<p>The forest gave way to open fields as Lunara, and I approached Mystveil. The towering walls of the frontier town loomed in the distance; their imposing structure reinforced with runes that glimmered faintly under the afternoon sun. The gates stood wide open, flanked by guards clad in polished armor, their weapons resting easily at their sides but within reach. Beyond the walls, the bustle of a lively town could be seen and heard—a stark contrast to the dense silence of the forest we had left behind.</p>

<p>"So, this is Mystveil," I murmured, my crimson eyes scanning the scene ahead. The Leporis Veil had once again cloaked me in the form of a rabbit beastman, and Lunara walked silently beside me, her sapphire eyes taking in every detail of our surroundings. Despite her calm demeanor, her subtle movements—the occasional twitch of her ears or the light tap of her rapier's hilt—betrayed her readiness for anything.</p>

Chapter 43 – Entering Mystveil