Reincarnated in a depressing erotic world but living a normal life (right?) The story of a cat

In a fantasy world called Aethoria, where magic abounded everywhere and all kinds of fantastic beings straight out of fairy tales road freely, there was peace.

In this world lived a girl who had just turned 16, and who exuded a majestic and pure aura.

This aura, combined with her long golden hair and droopy blue eyes, along with the pure white wings of her winged race, made her look like a true angel.

The girl's na was Lysandra, and she was venerated like a saint by the villagers of her tribe. Her great magical abilities, combined with her innate talent and appearance, made it seem as if she were truly beloved by the gods.

But where there is light, shadows are also cast, and the world of Aethoria was no exception to this rule.

In it lived a wicked old wizard nad Balgor who had acquired great knowledge of all kinds of dark and taboo arts, but he was unable to make use of them due to his old body lacking great magical talent.

So, to overco this weakness and gain power, Balgor ca up with a sinister plan. Using his frail appearance, he invaded the village of the winged race where the girl considered a saint by her people resided, and proceeded to kidnap her when she lowered her guard.

Then, making use of his knowledge, he perford a careful magical surgery in which he transplanted his own brain into the body of the young Lysandra.

Taking over her body, and not wanting to waste the brain of the original Lysandra since it possessed magic, he took advantage of it to create a staff with a golden wing at the end, centered around a large jewel-like sphere. In this sphere, the original brain of the true Lysandra was stored as an amplifier and source of power.

But he was not only content with seizing Lysandra's body, as he also took advantage of the mont when Lysandra's mother arrived to rescue her. As she was the saint of the previous generation, Balgor knew he would be unable to win head-on if they fought, so he chose to pretend to be the real Lysandra.

His acting worked, managing to deceive her, and then, having the opportunity, he launched a surprise attack from behind that left her unconscious.

After that, he had originally planned to kill her at that mont, but seeing how he had used the brain of the original Lysandra, it occurred to him to do the sa with the mother's body, which was rich in magic.

Lysandra's mother, nad Elara, was previously known as a Saint before her daughter's birth due to her great magical powers comparable to Lysandra's, and it was from her that her daughter's beautiful appearance was inherited, being a more mature version of Lysandra with blonde hair, huge breasts, and a large rear, accompanied by similar facial features and enormous white wings.

She was so perfect that it would be a waste to simply discard her, so using the sa previous surgery, he removed Elara's brain and replaced it with that of a pig he planned to eat that night.

Then, he placed the brain of the real Elara in the pig's body to roast and eat it for dinner, causing an increase in the magical power of his body due to the magic of Elara's original brain.

Subsequently, after these events, Balgor proclaid himself Sandur, mixing his original na with Lysandra's, and returned to the village of the winged race, now ard with the body and magical powers of a saint, accompanied by his mother, who now had the brain of a pig.

Imdiately afterwards, he subdued everyone who opposed him and founded his own heretical cult.

Making use of the beauty and charisma that Lysandra's body possessed, Sandur gathered thousands of cultists under his command, while he made the pig in Elara's body have sexual relations with the most devout cultists so that she would continue to give birth to many 'brothers' with great magical potential. These would also beco submissive cultists or material for high-quality magical artifacts.

Elara's body was also used as a source of magical power through the breast milk from her breasts, so wherever Sandur went, the pig in his mother Elara's body accompanied him, being recognized as the most corrupt saints in the history of Aethoria.

However, what no one knew was that the original consciousness of Lysandra still lived in her brain, witnessing all the horrors that her body committed and the inhumane treatnt that her mother's body received, being unable to do anything more.

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However, one day, while helplessly witnessing such actions, sothing unusual occurred.

"You say a girl is burning one of our guards?"

Both Sandur and the true Lysandra were surprised to hear such news, knowing the current infamy of the cult under their command.

Sandur, intrigued by who dared to do such a thing, set out to et the supposed girl.

(Boooom!)

"It's almost working~♪"

What they saw before their eyes was a bizarre scene even by Aethoria's standards, in which a pink-haired girl with unusual colored eyes was stirring a large pot on top of a giant ant, with a doll setting everything on fire with torches and mysterious weapons.

".... How dare you do as you please in my domains?"

Coming out of his confusion, Sandur proceeded to demand answers while analyzing his opponent, imdiately noticing the anomaly of the being before him by not possessing magic. Sothing that every living being in Aethoria is born with, regardless of their race.

"Ahh... sorry, I hadn't noticed you. I'll be with you in a minute, please~♪"

"How dare you?!"

(Crackling!)

Feeling anger at being underestimated and ignored for the first ti since obtaining this body, Sandur decided to attack the 'girl,' summoning lightning without needing any enchantnt due to his profound magical knowledge.

"Wow~ that tickles~"

"How is this possible?!"

However, the creature in the form of a 'girl' showed no reaction to lightning capable of pulverizing rocks, beyond vibrating constantly.

(Glug, glug, glug, glug!)

"Huh?"

However, before he could do anything, the intense bubbling of the pot caught the attention of everyone present in the room.

"Ohh, that's what it needed!!"

(BBBBBOOOOOOOOOOMMMMM!!!)

The shockwave of the explosion was the equivalent of a nuclear-level blast, devastating everything in its path within a 50-kiloter radius.

"Haaa... Haaa... What was that?!"

The only one who survived the explosion was Sandur, at the cost of the lives of his best and most devout cultists, along with the sacrifice of his staff.

"Haa... Fortunately, I didn't bring that pig with today, or the losses would have been irreparable..."

Seeing the large crater that had ford in the place where she had previously been, Sandur still couldn't understand how things had escalated so abruptly.

And she wasn't the only one; Lysandra's consciousness had also survived, although not for long, as the system of the spell that kept her brain alive in the staff had been so severely damaged that it was only a matter of ti before she finally rested in peace.

But...

"Wow~! That was perfect!!"

"Impossible..."

Neither of them expected the culprit of such an explosion to erge unscathed, riding on an equally unhard ant with a doll in her arms, as she approached.

"Ah! There you are!!"

"Hiii"

The last thing Lysandra saw before leaving this world was the image of the mysterious 'girl' approaching the frightened Sandur while her last thought echoed.

(You deserve it)

"ow?"

Only to end up opening her eyes now as a small cat in the middle of the rain.

"Oh, it's a kitty."

And that's how she t a boy just as strange as the 'girl,' nad Mireya, who ended up adopting her.