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