I'm a Catgirl (Ch 7) (Patreon)

It's about an hour down the road that I'm finally unable to keep what I did out of my thoughts. Though I show no physical signs of it,  my thoughts are hectic as they go over what happened.

Why did I react that way? I could have just kicked him in the balls and walked away. So why did I immediately go for the kill? Did getting a woman's body make me more sensitive to those kinds of things? I tilt my head and grab onto the tip of my chin.

Also, why was he so easy to kill when he was level fourteen? Sure he was a farmer, but I'm-er, was only level one! My eyes narrow.

"Does the system not make your body tougher as you level up? Or is there something else? Maybe it affects different classes differently. A warrior investing in constitution would get a tougher body when they level up, and a farmer would simply be more healthy." Unaware that I had started speaking out loud, I continued my ruminations.

"What really worries me though is how I felt when I killed him. Or rather... how I didn't feel. There was no regret, no guilt, no overwhelming sense of  'Oh no! I've killed a man!' Person. Gotta make sure it's gender neutral. Though since I'm by myself it doesn't really matter. Whatever." I shrug.

"Does not feeling bad about killing that guy make me a psychopath? Or would that be a sociopath? Always get the two confused... Meh, whatever." I shrug the question off as unimportant.

"Anyways, should I be worried about that? Hmm... There's not really anything I can do about my feelings on the matter, so I guess not. Although I do feel like I should be concerned about how I felt good when I killed him." My brows furrow and I shake my head. "No, bad dirty thoughts. Not in that way."

"I guess it's more like I enjoyed the feeling of superiority from killing someone so much higher level than me, and being able to see my gains in a physical... holographic? form really helps." I pull up my status to see the changes.

Status:

Name: Seka

Race: Cat Beastkin

Class: Unavailable

L.V: 5

X.P: 0/500

Health: 100/100

Mana: 300/300

Stats:

[Assignable: 20]

Strength: 10

Constitution: 10

Dexterity: 10

Agility: 10

Charisma: 20

Intelligence: 15

Wisdom: 10?

Skills:

Identify: 1

Claws: 1

Sneak Attack: 1

Examine: 1

Abilities:

Adorable

Magic Instinct

Claws

I nod. "Not bad, not bad at all." I look up at the sky, not dismissing my status screen yet.

"I guess having a system desensitizes myself from the act. Like how you don't feel bad for killing people in a video game. The difference though, is that this is reality. Gotta make sure I don't get carried away and become some kind of murderhobo." I glance at my shiny new storage ring and gulp. "Even if I do get some tasty, tasty loot from the deal."

I shake my head to clear the desire of being a murderhobo from my mind. "Well, a murderhobo for people. Though I guess it would be easier to say assassin instead. Though I don't intend to settle anywhere soon, so wandering assassin?"

Another head shake. "Focus. Where should I put my stats?"  Looking them over, a thought comes to me.

"Was the reason it was so easy to kill him because of my magic? Just how much mana did I pour into that attack anyways?" I try a few different commands to try and pull up some kind of log for the battle, but to no avail. After a few futile moments, I wave it off.

"Ah well, it's not a big deal. I'll just assume that's the case. And if it is, then it means that I should at least dedicate some points to intelligence at each level. And with four levels worth of stats..."

I assign five points to INT and can't keep a smile from stretching across my face as my mana shoots up to four hundred.

"Oh, not dying is always good!" I assign another five points to CON and it raises itself to one-fifty. “Each point of INT gives me twenty mana, and each point of CON gives me ten health. Good to know.

"Ten points left. I'm a catgirl, so speed is a must, and I prefer to hit fast then hit hard so dexterity as well. I shouldn't leave my other stats neglected though. Hmm..."

To start with, I put two points each into AGI and DEX, leaving me six. I assign one point each into STR, CHA, and WIS respectively, though not before giving wisdom a dirty look. I haven't forgotten about the sass it gave me earlier!

With three points left, I hesitate. I could bring up each of my lower stats to twelve with one leftover, but I feel like that would take away from my main focus. So instead I put another point each into DEX, AGI, and INT. I bring up my status once again to take in the changes.

Status:

Name: Seka

Race: Cat Beastkin

Class: Unavailable

L.V: 5

X.P: 0/500

Health: 150/150

Mana: 420/420

Stats:

Strength: 11

Constitution: 15

Dexterity: 13

Agility: 13

Charisma: 21

Intelligence: 21

Wisdom: 11?

Skills:

Identify: 1

Claws: 1

Sneak Attack: 1

Examine: 1

Abilities:

Adorable

Magic Instinct

Claws

I nod, satisfied at my distribution. But a frown crosses my face when I see the question mark still on WIS. I click on it, hoping to find out why.

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

For the next seven days, actions taken will be monitored to determine proper the starting statistic.

I miss a step and stumble in surprise. Then I start cursing to myself. "The hell! So if I do things the system deems to be unwise, then my starting WIS can be lower than the baseline?" My eyes narrow. "Actually, does WIS actually affect me that much?" I let out a sigh before shrugging my shoulders. Whatever happens, happens.

I turn my thoughts back to my stats and what I might do with them in the future. "Gotta play to my strengths, maybe I'll dedicate every third level up to INT, but in that case I could just assign a point or two from each individual level..." I begin to mutter various ways of distributing my stats to myself and the time flies by unnoticed. Before I know it, I'm at the gates to a massive city.