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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!

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General vs General

We managed to arrive at the arena.

I found myself shellshocked by the sheer amount of people squeezing themselves through the entrances in order to get good seats.

I made the assumption that the city streets were empty because it was early in the morning and the people probably enjoyed themselves late into the night yesterday, but clearly, I was wrong.

Everyone in the city was gathered right here. It was quite the noisy scene, with children just screaming, running about and the people chatting amongst themselves. Guards yelled for the people to better organise themselves, but that wasn’t going to happen any time soon.

“Is there a reason why the tournament’s happening this early?”, Sylphie asked.

I wanted to ask the exact same question. It was still chilly out, I believed. There was no reason to host this when the afternoon and evening were still hours away