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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

The streets of Mystveil buzzed with life as the sun dipped lower in the sky. Lunara and I wandered through the bustling roads, our eyes scanning the countless shops and stalls until we came across a quaint inn with a wooden sign swinging gently in the breeze.

Its inscription read The Golden Hearth, framed by delicate carvings of flames and flowers. The inn radiated warmth, its stone-and-wood exterior adorned with blooming flowerpots and glowing lanterns that cast a welcoming light.

I murmured, glancing at Lunara. She nodded, her sapphire eyes calm but watchful. The soft glow of the evening light reflected in her hair, adding to the serene aura she always carried.

Chapter 45 – Arriving at the Inn