The cat looks to be sleeping.

Alver Ellie and all the bandits stare at the former corpse turned cat, with both groups looking at it in shock.

Suddenly, the bandits begin begging for their life and to be spared such a fate. While Alver continues staring at the cat, Ellie begins speaking in a shaken voice, “Leave us or else we’ll turn you into a cat too!” and then added “and leave the things you stole.”

As the bandits begin to bring out the stolen things, not only what they took from the group, but other stolen objects, Alver starts to approach the cat.

But then it suddenly opens its eyes, revealing a view that’s all colors at once overlayed, yet each color is clear. The view gives Alver a bit of a headache, before the cat stretches and yawns.

The actions of the cat are quite cute and adorable, but Alver is startled as the mouth of the cat stretches into the stratosphere, with the legs burying deep into the earth.

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I start to stretch my formed legs, I yawn to start my waking moment off right…

Wait, there are some things in my head that don’t belong, many memories that aren’t mine. Some memories are broken and in pieces, some look to have a bite taken out of them.

I lick a few of them and the taste is vaguely familiar…

I think I ate some of them while I slept, also why did I sleep? Do I need sleep?

I look at some of the memories and realize that they really shouldn’t be here, but I like them, so I want to keep them.

Wait, where do I keep my memories?

Whatever, I’ll just put them inside of stronger memories for safekeeping.

I feel a lot stronger after that nap, but also quite strange.

My head feels big, and my legs are buried in something.

I realize that I’m still stretching, and bring myself back to.

I look around and see I’m near some of the giants again.

One of them has green orbs for seeing, I wonder if they taste like jelly, like the slime.

Suddenly, one the giants grab me and put me in some type of box.

I hear the giants outside of the box talking, something about not telling anyone about “Necromancy” and abandoning the cause.

Interesting stuff.

Anyway, while I’m in this box, I might as well look more through my memories, but It’s sad I can’t look through the ones I ate, as they are already gone and are truth.

Hmmmmm…

It seems, I was something else? But also I wasn’t? Was that me?

Also, there are some remnants of thoughts, some very good ideas.

For starters, I now have a theory on how to change stuff, If I can’t easily change stuff, I’ll ask it to change like when I asked to leave my domain.

I also have some more ideas, like eating stuff for energy, or making extra me, but for now, I want to sleep and see if I get better because of that.

So I sleep.