Title: The dungeon master is a cat

Prologue: When I woke up, I turned into a cat

With a pleasant breeze of the wind, a leaf slowly fell and made it’s way down on top of a sleeping black cat’s back.

The black cat’s fur twitched for an instant causing the leaf to slowly slide down to the ground once more.

Soon, the black cat’s ears moved and its heavy eyelids slowly opened.

“…”

The cat made a blank and tired expression for a few seconds while blinking it’s eyes, and then finally extended his paws and raising his butt to stretch while yawning.

Ummm… That was a lot of alcohol. I can’t believe those bastards actually dragged me from one bar to another. That was my first time bar hopping and they forced me to drink all the way.

I probably drank a year’s worth of drinks and got wasted so bad that I can’t even remember much of what happened after the fifth bar last night.

I swear I have some monstrously drunkards as friends.

“…”

Another wave of a gentle breeze made the slightly taller grass below the black cat dance and tickle his black fur.

“?...nyaa?~”

Is the window and curtains open? It’s a bit breezy, and why is the sunlight a bit too bright today?

The cat thought with half-close eyes.

Now that I think about it, I don’t remember going home last night… Don’t tell me, I slept outside?

The cat’s eyes suddenly opened wide in shock, and his unfocused irises took a bit of time to fully adopt to the brightness of the sky and vibrant-green color of the meadow.

“…?”

What is going on? Where the hell did I fall asleep?

Those bastards! They let me so drunk but did not even take the responsibility in taking care of me where I sleep?

The cat’s eyes narrowed in anger an showed his cute carnassial teeth with a “grr”

I swear, I will ditch them if ever they invite me again to drink out  next time…

By the way, where is this place?

The cat moved his gaze from left to right and scan his surroundings.

He found his now wider sight’s radius weird but more than that, his sight’s angle is a lot lower than usual even now that he sit up.

This feels odd.

Also, wherever he look, he could only see green grass, blue sky and the slightly darker forest from the distance.

He tried standing up to get a better view but found himself unable to.

He felt his body somehow different from the usual. Balancing on his feet was never this hard before.

Hangover? No, He can only feel comfortable with “standing” in all fours.

“…”

The cat is very confused. His mind is as clear as the day today but he could feel his body is not what it used to be.

“…”

The cat turned his head behind to see what’s that big shadow that’s bothering his subconscious and found a huge tree standing tall and wide behind him.

The tree is abnormally bigger than what he can usually see from day to day.

What was it called again? It was general something… Sherwoman?