Reincarnated As An Alpha Crime Lord (A Cat has Nine Lives)

ld but an exceptional old English p

three he strays, and for

out cats haven't nine lives. But is it

eline immortality actually come f

which could also be part of the reason

en both worshipped and feared throughout t

the world but no one exactly knows where the expres

actually ha

er living creature, most people would sa

falls and other serious accidents without being fatally wounded, which

y nine

s cheat

rust me, I've experienced this Feline imm

ning and I was a

o the casket so that people can say their condolences

e, the kind of person I was and all the nice bullsh

shook their head at my corpse and left. It's kinda f

called forth to deliver a eulogy. He stood in

rted and funny or super sweet. He did have

girlfrie

! Really

hose trash spilling from their mouths and y

eople were the very one

e pall bearers carried my pale stiff b

arse in a funeral procession in t

ark clouds blotting any ray of s

laps of thunder and sounds of

all sat in front in chairs while every on

he final resting place and they say some more prayers an

ver, placed flowers on my

he casket was lowered into th

asket until it was blotted

e soil was

Velázquez

across the sky followed b

r

r

at upright on the bed. A groan es

ightly to find myse

muttered as I look

heard my voice. It wa

o my throat and I felt i

glanced down at my hand to

mirror. I climbed out of m

led me and almos

I was in the body of a rather

onger and very impressive. He's got a stro

urly hair were shoul

ection, unable to be

ake it anymore" I hear

pen your legs wider dear" sai

hat's go

ind myself looking at a long corridor. Eight rooms

n and woman makes whe

their voices from a far distance. I gently

drew back the curtains of my room and glanced outside to realize it

ster" the woman from the ninth roo

ut what exactly happened? The last thing I remember was being attacked

o be dead so how am I still a

tions on my mind an

ep calm. Whenever I'm in a jam, silence and stea

rette. Thinking would probably make more sense

I gotta get

into a shower. I felt weak and wobbly, but n

sively tailored yellow-white flannel suit on a hanger, a pair of

wing they were not mine but t

e the black shoes I found on the shoe stacks a

the mirror, I couldn't

een. Slim, but powerfully-built, with his curly ginger swept-back ha

y wrist and felt the gold rings on my finge

stared at it intently. It had a wolf l

thy powerful person. I saw a pair of black sun

able, I found my way out of the room, walked down

ctively, I produced a gold cigaret

duced a gold lighter, al

lobby. I got to the hotel lobby then I dropped the k

in. It was a motel. I must've spent the night here. I kn

ffic was less but it won't be for long. Once the day's bri

at down at the back. I had no idea where I was going and I didn't car

to clear my head. With time, t

ot of things are odd with this place.

ts through my window were all

ioned. They were Cars of my

e suit I wore and out of my pocket

searching for the date. What

1986" I mutt

out my cigarette from my lips and rubb

I must've been born. I had di

s murdered. Yes, I was murde

ed on the 6th

but in a totally differe

I think I can compreh

ch things exists. I've read about it, watched movi

ething like that could ha

d on this, th

!" The dri

s, I walked down the s

e. I remained where I stood, looking li

I studied it. It appears the man who's bo

and activities only a billiona

saw h

eod Do

d? Who