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My Reincarnation as a Chicken

Akira Kuromiya is just an average high schooler who gets killed by a robber. He wakes up and is now a chicken!? Even worse he becomes the familiar of a girl who"s apparently the heiress of a powerful clan. That was for a short while though, as he was abandoned and woke up to find out he, now she, is trapped in a deadly magical forest with all sorts creatures trying to kill her. The world she finds herself is one of magic and monsters like the manga she's been reading. Akira, now Hinotori is trying to live her life as a chicken in another world! Tags: Isekai, Adventure, Action, Weak-to-strong, Monster, Evolution, System, LitRPG, Yuri, Overpowered MC, Harem, Demons The book is quite slow paced, with some arcs seeming quite useless and boring. However, I promise, every arc is important and I urge you to continue. If you can't, I won't try to stop you because the choice is yours. Over the few months this story's been up I've come to notice one common comment. The MC is stupid. Well, that's just how she is at the the beginning. A selfish entitled brat who believed the world was against her(previously him) after some mistakes she made. I mean, what's a story without personal growth? The character growth is slow and annoying, but it's there. MC will have to learn to make the bigger and smarter decisions with not only his life on the line. If you also can't wait to see a person change, that's fine too. I can't change your mind on that. All I'm saying is give it a shot. Anyway, that's it for my blurb!

Rados47 · Fantasy
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361 Chs

Fortress Of Solitude Pt.I

??? POV

After walking through the ice for quite a bit, we stumbled across an interesting sight. A creature covered in snow-white fur, with horns made of ice stood in our path. Icy breath escaped the creature’s fang-filled maw as it scoffed at us. It’s blood-red eyes glowed dimly in contrast to his ugly blue face and snow-white mane.

Oddly enough, this grotesque image wasn’t enough to stir any emotions in my heart. I wasn’t sure why I was certain I was supposed to feel something.

The little girl to my left tugged on my arm, making me look at her. Strangely enough, I understood her perfectly just by looking into her eyes.

“You want to fight him? You can beat him? Have at it then.”, Our conversation ended there. The girl let go of my hand and jumped at the creature, but an explosion of snow stopped her mid-air.