IDAAFPA) Hime Runs Into Trouble?(unedited) (Patreon)

Inside a white room, an old man with a white beard was lying sideways with his head propped up with his hand. In his other was a potato chip. He was currently watching an old CRT TV that sat in front of him. It was not the potato chips or the TV nor the fact that after each chip, he would wipe his hands on his white robes, but the image on the screen that made things a little strange. Licking his fingers, the old bearded man let out a small chuckle as he said: “Hehe…. Little Hime. Entertain this old man! I left you with all your memories except your name and what you originally looked like. Even if you try to remember, you will just suffer from a massive headache. This is just a small punishment for making old man need to do a bunch of extra work.”

Back on Arata’s, now called Hime, side of things, Hime was currently trying to figure things out. “So I am a cat girl?” Hime was now standing up and looking at her body. She had no idea how old she was, but from her memories, her line of sight was much shorter now. She knew one thing for sure, her old world had no cat girls and only humans. That she loved cat girls a lot to the point that she had many questionable materials about them. Her current state of things was not exactly what she was expecting.  “I love cat girls, but I never wanted to become one-nya!! I said nya again!” 

Sighing was all Hime could do. She remembered she got two perks when she talked to the damned old man. First, was that she was half as strong as the strongest being in the world. Second, she had plot armor. Plot armor was what would keep her alive no matter what. “Since I have plot armor and have no idea where the hell I am, I guess I can just pick any direction, and I will somehow make it to some kind of civilization.”

Hime, from what she could tell, was short. Or maybe young. She was not sure until she could see her face, but she did know that she had on a brown vest on top of a white shirt. And a brown pair of shorts on. No boots to be seen. Which meant she was completely barefooted. Her body was on the skinny side, which was fine, but she noticed that she had no chest to speak of. Flat as a board. She was a runway for aircraft to land and take off on. Why this bothered her, she did not know. She wondered if she was flat chested in her previous life as well.  

Her hair was black and went down to her waist. As for her tail, it was a short haired tail that matched the color of her hair. But she found when she tried to turn to look at it, her eyes kind of glazed over as she began spinning in place, trying to grab it. This all but lasted a few seconds when she finally snapped out of it and crouched down and buried her head in her knees out of embarrassment. 

Only after a while did she finally stand up and look around once more. “Alright! We will pretend I never chased my tail…. But how strong am I?” 

Hime was quite interested in just how strong she was. She walked over to the tree next to her and pushed against it. It was just that.

*Boom!*

A large area of trees suddenly disappeared. All that was left was a huge dug out cone of earth that stood in front of Hime, whose jaw was ready to fall off at this point. “Do I even need plot armor with this kind of strength?”

As this thought came to mind, Hime quickly shook it out of her head. If she was only half as strong as the strongest person, then there were many more stronger people out there than her. Plus, she might come into situations where she will be at death’s door, like poison or some kind of illness. After thinking of these points, she was glad she thought of plot armor. Plot armor came with many benefits as well. Such has accidentally stumbling across some kind of ancient weapon from the past that was waiting for her arrival. There were many things this could help with. She may even find a beauty in distress that will take a liking to her and…. 

Hime suddenly realized something. “Was I a lesbian?” When she thought hard, she did remember she had sex with a girl in her previous life. So she could only assume that was her kink. For some reason, this thought made her let out a sigh of relief. She did not know why she was relieved to be thinking this way, but she figured it had something to do with her past self. At any rate, the current her was quite strong. 

Clapping her hands off her cheeks, Hime tried to pump herself up as she picked up a stick off the ground and stood it up on end. She would let the stick allow her to lead the way! She let the stick go. She quickly prayed to be led to a village! It teetered left, right, back and forth until it finally fell, pointing left. 

It was just that…. After an hour’s journey, she had indeed found a village it was just this was no normal village! Hime looked up at the big tall, burly men who wore rags for clothing, and all had bandanas around their heads and wished she could cry. “Why the hell did I get led to a bandit’s den!?”

“Little Lady, I think you should be worrying about your current situation and not where you are. But since you decided to show up, you can stay here while we find you a nice old noble who has a kink for beast kin.” While the bandit leader looking man said this in a white room someplace far from a mortal’s reach, an old man was giggling away. “Don’t worry, you will get to a village, no problem!”