A darkness surrounds me, and I feel a sticky wetness engulfing my body. Phew, well at least this time I am physical I think to myself. I try to move around, but my body seems strangely weak for some reason. I feel…restrained. I’m not used to being restricted, it goes against my nature. As time gradually goes on, the restrictions feel like they’re becoming tighter and tighter. I can move less and less and I hate it. After some time I couldn’t move at all, my body has become stiff. Fear creeps into my mind like an unrelenting shadow. Where am I? Why am I so weak? Am I going to die again…? Thoughts wormed their way into my mind unbidden. I feel terrified and struggle even harder than I had previously, trying to escape from wherever I am. I can feel something coming, and although I have no idea what it is, I don’t want to meet it restrained.

As I fight I can feel the constraints becoming even harder to move than before, and I start to become stifled. The constraints start to pulse, and I can tell whatever’s coming is coming fast. Terror sets in along with the suffocation and one thought, I can’t breathe, resounds through my mind. Echoing faster and faster the thought fills my mind until finally I am granted a blissful escape by losing consciousness.

The second time I wake I am no longer in the sticky darkness, and thankfully I’m not restricted either. Thank you whoever got me out of there. Thoughts of relief wash over me, and I use my eyes to explore my surroundings. A blurry sight fills my vision and I can feel a warm embrace holding me. I once again have no clue where I am, but I can tell that I’m inside of a cave. Looking around I notice that the cave has some half-eaten beasts and a couple furry balls, and I can also see what is holding me. It’s a furry tail and I assume that the embrace I can feel holding me is my mother. I was really born again, I was half joking about the whole cat thing. I mean, who’s going to believe instantly that they would be reborn just because they were told? I didn’t think it was real. Well, at least now I’m a super strong cat right?

I sort through my thoughts, but while I think about my experiences, one particular thought hit me. How come I’m still me? Shouldn’t my mind be cleared or something? I remember wanting to be a curious cat and that should’ve taken up all my points. It isn’t normal to remember one’s past life right? What happened? After thinking about it for a while I cast aside the thought. It doesn’t really matter anyways. It doesn’t give me any disadvantages. Throwing away the train of thought I turn my mind to a more fascinating matter. I was reborn. There really is something after death, and after being reborn I can explore a whole new world! This is going to be awesome!

-2 weeks later-

After settling into my new life for a while I grew to know the life of a cat. It turns out that for some reason I’m not actually a super powerful cat species, I’m more of a normal cat. Well, as normal a cat a cat can be when it has black wings. My whole family has them and they’re soft and furry. I saw them on my siblings as well as on my body in a reflection in a pool of water in our cave.

It turns out that the suffocating experience I had before was the experience of being born. Who knew it’d be so scary if you didn’t know where you were? No wonder babies are always crying when they are born…

My mother is really elegant and beautiful and she feeds us all sorts of interesting things. Small pink mushrooms, a scaly tail from some beast and there was even a fish that was really really big! If I had to measure it, it’d have to be around 5 meters in my past life. Well, to a small newly born cat everything would seem gigantic I suppose… I even have 2 cat siblings, and they’re both really adorable. We were born together, so that makes us triplets. One of them is silver and our mother named her Shiara. Shiara has big blue eyes that match with our mother. Mother’s fur is a sleek purple, while my other sibling is fiery red with blue eyes, it seems that blue eyes run in the family. Our mother named her Fyst. The colour of my fur is black and I also have blue eyes and black wings.  My mother named me Xirea. I don’t know where my father is and I can’t ask because I don’t know how to speak. The only reason we know our names is because our mother keeps calling us that.

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I really like it here, but I yearn to go outside. Whenever we try to sneak out our mother yowls at us, I think it’s because it’s dangerous outside and our mother is worried, she’s sweet like that. Even though we are given a lecture we don’t understand we never get mad at her, we can sense that she’s doing it out of concern. Even so, the yearning remains. I hope we grow up quick so we can explore the outside world.

-A few months after being born-

After being born for a few months I’ve noticed that we are definitely not normal cats after all. Well, this isn’t Earth anymore so not normal is to be expected but still. Our wings are strong enough to fly around on, and we’ve discovered that we can do magic. I guess that instead of becoming a curious cat I’ve become a less powerful cat species. This is probably because when I left hell I yelled just ‘cat’ as a final answer instead of ‘curious cat’, so I was given a random cat species. If I didn’t know any better I would have guessed that a particular author didn’t think their plotline through properly… When I asked our mother about what we were, she replied with “You kittens are magic cats.”. Her explanation ended there, it seemed like there was something preventing her from saying more. Even when I pushed she stayed silent so I left it there. Well, on another note this also means that I get to keep my memories since I had some points left over from the rebith.

We’ve all learned our mothers’ language which is a common language used by beasts to communicate called beast tongue. Unoriginal, I know right? What beast founder came up with such a name? Shiara beat me in learning the language, even though I was sure that I would get it first since I had experiences in learning from my past life. I guess she is just naturally smarter than me. I’m definitely not upset that a kitten a few months old beat an old lady in learning a language, definitely not. It’s because I’m old and my mind has slowed, yup, that’s definitely it. I sulked while I reasoned with myself, conveniently ignoring the fact that I was reborn so my mental age being old had nothing to do with my slow learning speed. Anyways, after me came Fyst, and when all of us had learned the language our mother gave us all hugs. Even though I’m old it doesn’t mean that I’m ever going to be too old for hugs. We also celebrated by eating some kind of rainbow coloured honey. It was gooey and sweet and the pure bliss we experienced was addictive.

Our mother has decided that we’ve grown up enough now to handle being outside so she announced that we’re all going out tomorrow. The excitement racing through me has me feeling like a child again. After being stuck in this cave for so long we’ve all become bored, even with the strange and weird foods mother brings in. After the announcement we all bounced around as delighted balls of fur, and our mother could only make us calm down by threatening to not take us out. We quickly cooled down after that, but the wide adorable smiles on our faces betrayed our excitement. Our mother looked at us with a knowing grin and a twinkle in her eye and guided us to bed, but of course we were all too excited to sleep. Eventually she convinced us to sleep by reminding us that if we were too tired in the morning she would have to leave us behind. Even so, we only fell into our dreams when it was hours after bedtime.

-Morning-

Warm sunlight on my face roused me from my sleep, and as I blinked my sleepy eyes went to the water pool to wash my face. In the midst of washing my head one thought reminded me what day it was. Today is the day that we get to go outside!