I'm a Catgirl! (Ch 3) (Patreon)

I awaken slowly, my head pounding. I keep my eyes shut tight to minimize their exposure to the light I can feel on my face. Ugh, what's wrong with me? I don't drink, so why do I feel like I have a hangover? I stay like that for a few minutes as I wait for my headache to fade. Once it does, I cautiously open my eyes.

Above me, I see open skies instead of the ceiling fan I was expecting. Did I get kidnapped or something? If so, why did they leave me in a ditch? I blink my eyes a few times as I try to think. The last thing I remember is…

Suddenly, it hits me. Everything that happened: the truck, the deity, and getting hit by something as I was traveling. The heck was that? Is there traffic while traveling dimensions? Did I suffer the equivalent of a hit and run, dimensional travel style? I shake my head to clear my inane thoughts and wince as a bit of my headache returns. After waiting another moment for it to clear, I look around.

I seem to be in a large open plain. Off in the distance though, I can see what looks to be a forest. The strange thing though, is that the grass comes up to mid calf. Wait a moment…

While looking at the grass, I notice my body. "Yes!" I jump for joy! "I got my wish! Hahaha, oh wait, I should start laughing with more of a 'nya' sound now shouldn't I? Nyahaha. Oh wait, would that be stereotyping?" I pause to think about it for a moment. "Meh, who cares! If I wanna nya, then I'll nya! Nya nya nya~." My voice is kind of high, and kind of reminds me of how a certain slime sounded in an anime, though with a dash of an adorable succubus tossed in.

I like it. I reign in my excitement a bit before examining my body. I'm wearing something that resembles a white t-shirt, though I'm not sure what kind of fabric it is. I guess that's not surprising though. Even on earth, I didn't know exactly what my clothes were made of, never saw the point of finding out.

Lower down I can see that I'm wearing some black, er, trousers? Would they be called trousers here or can I just call them pants? I pause for a moment as the information seems to come to me. Oh, this must be the general knowledge Lord Soahc gave me kicking in! Seems like I need something to trigger it, rather than just instantly knowing all of it. Kind of like how you know things subconsciously I guess.

I don't have shoes for some reason, but I can feel that my feet are tough enough that it's not really uncomfortable to be standing barefoot. Though I suppose that could just be the fact that I'm standing in grass at the moment.

I run one hand through my hair, trying to gauge its length before I pull it to the front so I can see it. It's an orange color, similar to marmalade. It seems like it's a bit below shoulder height. I tilt my head as I consider it before I feel something twitch. I freeze.

I release my hair, letting it fall to my shoulder. Slowly, as if I'm trying to catch a scared animal, I raise it to the top of my head. There, I can feel a furry ear. It twitches a bit in my grasp, so I give it a scratch. I scratch for a minute or two and begin to purr at the sensation. I stop soon enough though. It feels nice, but somewhat unsatisfying? Maybe I'll see if I can make a friend who can give them a good scratch.

I then direct my attention behind me. There I see an orange tail with white rings going up and down its length. To me, it kind of resembles a tiger’s. I caress it for a moment before snuggling it up against my face. "So soft," I mutter.

Reluctantly, I let go of it. I know that I have other stuff to check, and I should probably try to find a town or village. Not a city though. If I do, I would probably get targeted by slavers or perverted nobles right away.

"Ok, now for the main event." I rub my hands together. "Karma!"

Status:

Name: ______

Age: 16

Race: Cat Beastkin

Class: Unavailable

L.V: 1

X.P: 0/100

Health: 100/100 (Regenerates at 1%/min)

Mana: 300/300 (Regenerates at 3%/min)

Stats:

Strength: 10

Constitution: 10

Dexterity: 10

Agility: 10

Charisma: 20

Intelligence: 15

Wisdom: 10?

Skills:

N/A

Abilities:

Adorable

Magic Instinct

Claws

I look over my status and immediately notice that I have no name. "That's a problem." I probably shouldn't mutter aloud to myself, but there's nobody else around so it's fine.

"What to choose..." I tap my chin with a finger as I look around before shrugging. "Might as well walk while I think."  After considering and discarding a few dozen names, both regular names, pun names, and fantasy style names, I decide to just mash some letters together and see what I get.

"Ina…no? Mi…sha? Sindel? Hmm. Se...ka? Seka? Yeah, that sounds nice. Let's go with that. I input my choice then pay attention to the rest of my status. “Oh wait, here they call it Ka. They just shortened the phrase you say to see it? Weird.”

I try to click on the part where it says class, curious about why it's not available.

Classes are generated by the individual's actions up to level ten.

Huh, so no picking from a list. That's nice. It means you're more likely to get something that you'll be using for the rest of your life. But if something happens and you have to change careers, you could be in trouble.

My stats are all easily understable, with nearly all of them at the baseline of ten. Though there are three curiosities I see. The first being my Charisma being double my other stats, and my intelligence being at fifteen. The other... I click on it to check.

Wisdom: Increases capabilities to make wise decisions. The higher it is, the more knowledge you'll be able to use in any given situation

Uncertainty in this statistic has set it to the baseline

I feel a vein pop on my forehead. The hell do you mean "uncertain"? I am a clever person damn it!

I let out an angry exhale before pointedly going down the list. Skills are empty, which makes sense since I haven't done anything yet. Abilities though, those are curious. I click on the two normal seeming ones first.

Adorable: You are cute. You know it. The neighbor knows it. Your stalker knows it. Even the world knows it! +10 charisma. Actions others deem as cute can cause them to act in an unusual way (Not applicable in combat.)

Claws: As a cat beastkin, you have retractable claws in your hands and feet.

I look at my hands in surprise. I focus a bit and manage to get some claws to pop out of my fingertips. They aren't that big, just one inch tall. Still though, I could see them being useful in a variety of professions, as well as being a reliable weapon if I don't have one handy.

I take a deep breath as I turn my attention to the final, strange ability. It doesn't seem like it has anything to do with either my wish, or my race, so I find it a bit ominous. Nothing to do but power through!

Magic Instinct: You have an instinctive grasp of magic. While others must learn, discover, or create their spells, you can simply will it to be! Doubles base mana. Doubles INT impact on mana. All magic is instinctive, does not require learning for any kind of spell. (WARNING: Does not negate mana cost. Trying to overdraw your mana can have severe side-effects. Includes, but is not limited to: Intense pain, dimensional destruction, turning into a pickle.)

{Note: Hey there, it's Soahc. Just think of this as a welcome to your new life gift from me. Good luck! And may the odds be ever changing.}

"... The fuck?"