....huh where am i....wait because of the mythical races I must have a status

[status]

name: Chris norok

race:pisica(variant)

str:1

agi:1

mp:1

vit:1

luk: infinite

skills: gold magic:lvl max

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traits: water fear:lvl 1,scratch:lvl 1,fated meet:lvl 1

titles: reincarnated, creator of a race, unique magic

welp that seems unique I don't this is nor-wooooooooo

did the floor really just collapse under me even tho I have this much luck wait what is all this shining stuff....its gold IM RICH.wait what if gold is not a currency here.....i have to take that into mind...why is that old bag here...all the gold was sucked into the bag and then turned into a ring wich I put around my paw....wat why am I so small am I not supposed to be the size of an tiger....wait was I not just born....I'm the size of a normal cat I must still be a small one this " i heard makes some sense. "hey where are we' i heard from the distance as i looked where the sound came from i saw 2 people with swords and a kid i looked at them as they saw me"why is there a cat here" the kid said looking at me "your magesty this should be a treasure room here" one of the people holding swords as i meowed "i say we take it it probably belonged to the owner of this tomb" the other sword holding man said "so an immortal cat"

the kid said "yes your magesty" he first swordsman said "let us take it" the kid said "yes your magesty" the 2 swordsmen said as they picked me up and i fell asleep