As she slowly but surely plummeted down the tall tree from the nest that she had been perched on, she almost blacked out because of the horrible luck that she had faced since being born.
I mean seriously, who the hell gets reincarnated as a bird, attacked at birth and falls down to their death in less than 30 minutes of breathing? Like, damn.
While pondering her life choices she was dropping to the ground at a very dangerous pace, reminding her to reluctantly save herself.
Whipping her head around she couldn't see anything useful-no branches or trees, nothing to help her slow her fall.
Right when she fell into despair she remembered that she had wings and immediately opened them to slow her fall.
This half worked as Kristen was still unable to flap them and fly but at least she could slow down and look for a solution.
She observed her surroundings below her and found nothing of help beside a large canopy of trees.
'okay here goes nothing!'
She thought with determination as she opened her wings wider, increasing the strain on them but slowing the pace at which she fell.
SNAP!
She dive-bombed into the leaves, breaking many branches with the speed at which she was going down. Finally after what seemed like forever her slow started to become more gentle until it stopped on a rather large branch.
'SHIT'
Still dizzy from the constant thrashing she received from her fall Kristen felt the world spinning around her and fell off the branch she was on and plummeted to the soft, grassy ground.
Spitting out dirt she breathed in deeply, feeling the beautiful taste of air fill my dry lungs and returning energy to my body, I took a moment to recover a fraction of sanit-*cough cough*- energy, thinking of what to do next.
On all sides she was surrounded by thick trees on every turn, bushes littered here and there. It was...actually surprisingly nice and as she thought about the forest she was in, a new window appeared in front of her.
[The Black Forest]
Description: Known for the massive black evil bird that roamed its skies, it was originally sought after by greedy humans but when they all died without a trace it became a taboo to talk about, let alone try and enter.
'...'
Speechless, Kristen stared in shock at the window for a few seconds then looked at herself then at the window again.
'Probably not right? Right? Right.'
She nervously thought as she cleaned herself with her beak of all the grime from her shell, the river and nest.
Shaken from the description she calmed herself and reassessed the situation.
'I've reincarnated as a bird with my memories intact, killed my sibling and fell from a large height, somehow managing to survive by breaking my fall with leaves and branches.'
A rumbling sound from her stomach caused her to look around in embarrassment even though there was no one there.
Even though she ate her eggshell a few minutes ago she still felt hungry.
Choosing to use her hunger to fuel her determination she used her wings to leap off the rock and reach the riverbank, flapping wildly before crash landing on the ground.
Quickly standing up on high vigilance Kristen looked around and tentatively took a few steps forward, observing her surroundings, as she walked further into the forest she saw smooth grass as far as the eye could see, towering emerald green trees standing above her.
She took a few moments to enjoy the natural scenery before coming back into action.
Knowing that nighttime would come soon Kristen was hasty to find somewhere to settle down and relax after the day she had, picking up her pace she stumbled upon a bush with yummy-looking berries on it.
'maybe I should just...
NO! I don't know if they are poisonous so I'm ain't doing that'
Thoughts clashed in her head like swords but in the end she decided to maintain her safety and instead focus on finding a place to sleep. 30 or so minutes later she managed to find a tree hollow perfect for herself.
Thrashing her wings as hard as she could she managed to reach the hollow and awkwardly land onto it.
It was a quaint little place, perfect for a small creature like herself.
Sensing killing intent she whipped my head around and saw a small mouse in the corner staring with hostility at her, seeing the small frame of the mouse she didn't have much worry as she prowled toward it and slashed it with my sharp claws.
[Level 1]
[Tree Mouse]
[Status:Fearful]
STATS:
HEALTH:5
STRENGTH: 2
STAMINA:10/10
TOUGHNESS:1
'This might be the weakest creature in the forest lol.'
Squeaking with fright the mouse jumped high in the air and made an escape attempt, however, Kristen would not let it go so easily and impaled it on her beak midair.
The shock of killing something or someone was basically gone now for Kristen due to how she learnt that it was a kill or be killed world about 5 seconds after being born , numbing her feelings to death.
Happy with her kill, Kristen hesitated before trying the meat of the small mouse and found that it tasted...normal? Not expecting this she gobbled some more up and ended up eating the whole mouse without even realising it.
'Oh. Uhhhhh...sorry?'
Finally feeling full, she laid down on the leafy bedding that the mouse had made and realised her little claws felt stronger after killing that mouse, checking her status window she saw that [Claw] had reached lvl 2.
'Woooo lets go! At this rate I might not die alone in this forest, so that a plus.'
While she thought about her new life in this strange world her thoughts drifted to when she was back on earth as a human, it wasn't a bad life but it wasn't good either - doing basically nothing besides reading and eating since she was born could be considered a kind of torture.
Although how she was starting to live in this world was dangerous and risky Kristen preferred it over her past life.
Making the choice to forget about her past life, experiences and morals was an impossible thing to do, the only thing possible was to try and nullify them as much as possible.
Everything was different in the world, there was always someone out to get you, and with this in mind the closest thing to absolute freedom and safety was becoming a deity.
The feeling that she got when she met that blinding light was unshakable resolve and power, yet she couldn't even see them because she was still mortal. And although she didn't know what that shattering sound meant, she was sure that the god who saved her would not be hurt easily.
She contemplated how to achieve her wishes, a newfound flame of determination appearing in her fluffy little chest as she came to the realisation that the only way to be truly free was to become a deity.
'Ahhhhhh I'm gonna call it a day.'
She snuggled down onto the leaf bed as the moon rose and the day turned to night.
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Somewhere far away a warm chuckle came from an elderly man sitting at table sipping tea as he watched in curiosity of what his new favourite toy would do next.