"Status check!"
Time for an inventory analysis before the rabbit finishes roasting.
??. .??
First: Food.
Its acquisition was… tricky, but only slightly.
I could go hunting anytime with a little bit of prep-time, but I'm good for the time being.
The luxury of waiting until daylight, to use appraisal and reveal edible plants or fruits that were previously hidden by the night, was on my side.
Simply put, I'm in no hurry whatsoever.
Next: Items.
Fire and wood were laughably easy to manage.
Branches and sticks could be reshaped into stakes. More wood could be converted into paper. The torch could be relit using the existing campfire, which itself was easy to maintain—or even relocate—so long as I had illumination.
A very stable loop that I'm very proud of!
Now, an actual issue would be the Weaponry.
Not production, no, that part was simple.
The real dilemma was knowledge, or lack thereof.
I needed to know specific weapons, how they're crafted and how they'd work.
That is a problem I cannot deal with at the moment, so it will simply have to be postponed. No biggie, I have a spear, a knife and some bones, which stabilize my lifestyle for now, so I can move onto the next checkup, which is...
Magic: I mean Arcana.
In my Status Window I had access to something called the Arcana Page—a kind of magical record book. Every spell I discovered was automatically logged there.
The system went a step further and allowed me to prioritize spells by marking them with a favorite star, putting them on top.
That was huge.
Combat required preparation.
And preparation required organization.
( ??_??)?
The next on the list was the Dice Throw skill. Before doing something as big—and potentially disastrous—as gambling (with my very life, possibly), I did the most reasonable thing possible.
I wasted time!
“...Contemplating,” I muttered defensively, even though there was no one around to judge me.
Maybe I should stack the dice to abuse the stockpiling mechanic later on.
Maybe not using them immediately was a mistake.
Maybe...
Nah, I was fine!
Skipping the obsessive overthinking habit for a change and moving onto the roasting meat.
Lets see how it's cooking.
I used Appraisal on the campfire.
【Campfire】
Contents: Demonic Rabbit Meat
Cooking Time Remaining: 00:06:14
“…Six minutes left?”
Had I really spent that long messing around with the Weaponry tab?
Honestly?
Good.
That meant I still had time.
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All I had to do now was wait for the meal to finish.
Then I’d eat, let digestion do its thing, and then—only then—throw the dice.
So, lets come up with another weapon!
???????
After five minutes of thinking I realized something uncomfortable.
“…I'm kinda lacking in the creative department, aren't I?”
The best I could come up with were kunai and shuriken.
Not bad. Throwing weapons would be useful eventually.
"Speaking of throwing... How about a grappling hook?”
Nothing happened...
"Haaah... Figures."
To be fair, a grappling hook is a tool, not a weapon.
???????
【Campfire】
Contents: Demonic Rabbit Meat
Cooking Time Remaining: -00:00:04
"Oh, food’s ready!"
I took the meat off the fire and laid it onto a set of wooden plates I’d quickly crafted.
Then I realized something important.
“…I don’t have a fork.”
So I created one.
In the process of making the fork, my mind drifted away at the mighty weapon which rules the seas and oceans, resembling a fork:
The Tri—
? Weaponry Discovered!
【 Trident 】
—dent...
"Yup, as expected!"
(?????)
The very first bite was...
Accompanied by a system notification.
? Notification!
? Culinary Grimoire Tab Unlocked!
"Don't bother me now" I scolded the status window, "I wanna rate the rabbit meat first."
So...
Was it bad?
No.
But...
Was it good?
Unexpectedly so!
I froze after the first bite.
“…No way.”
It was...
Delicious?
Not “survival food” delicious.
Not “I’m hungry so anything works” delicious.
But "on par with expensive cuisine from my old world" delicious!
I stared at the meat like it had betrayed physics.
“How scrumptious!”
“I can’t wait until I get better tools… and spices, holy cow!”
"Wait."
"Do cows even exist in this world?"
I enjoyed my meal with a stupidly wide smile plastered across my face.
“I wonder how I look now,” I muttered.
Please, not ugly.
But also, don’t make me too pretty.
I didn’t want to get hunted for slavery or something.
Civilization could be cruel.
I knew that better than most.
My first confession back home had ended with my crush telling me to off myself after all...
Terrifying stuff.
(·??-?? )
I finished eating to the peaceful chorus of night birds and crickets.
It felt… oddly fancy.
Like one of those rooftop meals from TV shows starring rich people.
Expensive back there.
Normal here.
After stuffing myself I simply awaited digestion. This was important. If the dice throw went south, I'd be running around with a full stomach. The food should stay in, not get barfed out!
So I sat.
Waiting.
At some point, I drifted off and an hour had passed.
Just one hour.
That was all I got.
Because a notification woke me up.
"I nearly forgot I got the Morph skill."
…My heart skipped a beat.
? Notification!
?? Morph Skill is acquiring traits from: Demonic Rabbit...
? Toggleable Traits:
? Demonic horns
? Rabbit ears
? Demonic fangs
? Rabbit feet
? Rabbit tail
? Abilities:
? Paranoia Bite: Upon biting an enemy, inflict mild paranoia for ≥30 minutes.
?? Permanent Traits Acquired!
? Jump boost +
? Superior hearing +
“…Hm.”
I stared at the window.
“I guess I’m a... bunny girl now?"
That tracks..
If I eat a tiger, will I become a cat girl?
What about a lion?
Is there a difference even?
Probably the glorious mane.
My aimless thoughts had been interrupted by a churn.
Then settled.
Then felt better.
Way better.
It seemed the Morph skill had… improved my digestion?
By a shocking amount!
Normal digestion should take approximately four or more hours to complete, yet I was done in under sixty minutes.
“Wow,” I muttered.
“This could be useful.”
Welp, I've delayed the inevitable long enough, haven't I?
Before gambling my soul I crafted a few Shuriken and two kunai.
After that, I tore leaves from nearby trees and reshaped them into tough vines, again, and threaded them through the holes of the kunai handles, turning them into retractable weapons.
Clean.
Practical.
Deadly enough.
???????
One sigh.
??˙
One prayer.
??˙
Another sigh.
??˙
And now...
“THROW IT!”
“PYRAMID DICE, GO!”
? STATUS WINDOW ?
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Name: No Name
Surname: No Name
Race: H?um??aN?
Sex: Female
Age: 17
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Level: 3
XP: 1 / 4
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System Points: 2 ??
Dice: 2 ??
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? VITALS ?
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HP: Don’t Die ?
MP: 30 / 30
MP?: 2 / Min
SPD: 22 Km/h
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? TITLES & SKILLS ?
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? Reincarnator ?≡
├ Status Window
├ Appraisal
└ Converse
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? Extra Skills ?≡
├ Dice「D4」
└ Morph
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? Unlocked Naturally ?≡
└ Carpenter
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? KNOWLEDGE ?
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? Arcana ?≡
├ Fireball Ⅰ 「3MP / Cast」
├ Torch Ⅰ 「5MP / Min」
└ Sleep ? 「6MP / Cast」
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? Weaponry ?≡
├ Sword
├ Spear
├ Knife
├ Scythe
├ Bow
├ Claws
├ Shield
├ Guillotine
├ Kunai
├ Shuriken
└ Trident
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? Bestiary ?≡
└ Demonic Rabbit
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? Culinary Grimoire ?≡
└ Roasted Demonic Rabbit
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?? MORPH ?≡
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? Demonic Rabbit ?≡
├? Toggles
├ Rabbit ears
├ Rabbit feet
├ Rabbit tail
├ Demonic horns
├ Demonic fangs
├? Permanents
├ Jump boost +
├ Superior hearing +
├? Abilities
└ Paranoia Bite
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