Wendiditgo To This?

Dying then getting reincarnated wasn't something I thought possible.

Yet here I am.

But did it have to reincarnate me into a... skinny dog? A small bone-y deer...? A very hairy, with some feathers, hunched over... thing?

'What the hell am I?'

[You are a baby {–––––––}.]

'Hm, a –––––––, aye...'

Instead of thinking about my new self, I thought about something else, something bad.

I felt the terrible, horrible, terrifying need to make a bad, baad pun.

'Hey, System.'

[Yes?]

'Ice to meet you.'

[...]

I began to chuckle. A few quiet wheezes of air puffing out.

[...sigh.]