"Mew. Meow, me-mew-mew-meow-mew!" (Translation: “To hell with you—no peaceful life for me.”)
In one world, I’m a cat. Fluffy, arrogant, invincible… at least, if you don’t count the vacuum cleaner, rude women who love to pet my poor miserable body, and a suspicious shrew who, for some reason, treats me as her personal pet. I’ve got paws, claws, and a plan—to survive, not let myself be dragged into yet another ass-hole, and maybe—just maybe—get my human body back. If I even remember what it was like.
And in another world… I’m a monster. A creature. A mistake of nature that hunters corner. And the gods have erased me from their scrolls. I want my human form back too, but here, attempts to do so would get you eaten faster than understood. Or killed for power.
Two bodies. Two lives. One big question: what came first—the egg or the chicken?
And why does everything end every time… you know what I mean. Meow.