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The Beach In The Fantasy World

Immortal_Shades
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"Huh?" "Save the world?" "Help those in need?" "Why in God's name would I care about that if I won't get anything that I want in return?" "Go bother someone else, I have better things to do." "Now let me grind in peace or I'll destroy everyone and everything you love, weakling!" A beautiful, kind and pure soul from the modern world got transmigrated to another world of fantasy and magic set in the medieval era. Trapped and stranded in a new world, the beautiful, kind and pure soul decides to climb the ranks with the power of friendship and hopes to one day become an outstanding citizen who is loved and respected by all. ******************************** I don't know why I can't add the exact tags I want for female-lead novels so I'm just going to write them here • #genderswap • #transmigration • #weaktostrong • #overpoweredprotagonist • #villain • #ruthlessprotagonist • #evilprotagonist • #action • #fantasy • #mature • #sliceoflife • #slowburn ******************************** Vivian's social media: Instagram: vivian_lightstorm Facebook: Vivian Vivian TikTok: vivian.lightstorm Author being shameless because he can't get a contract: https://www.patreon.com/Immortal_Shades
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

The sound of insects and animals traveled in the wind and a person was lying on a field of grass on their stomach.

The person opened their eyes slowly. Seeing the grass and all the greenery around them, the person closed their eyes and then opened them once again.

Still seeing the same things, the person finally realized they were indeed lying in nature.

The person slowly pushed themselves up.

"Why am I lying on the ground…?" the person muttered under their breath as they started to pat the leaves and dirt.

All of sudden, the person stopped and their brows knitted in confusion.

"What's this…?"

There was a lump of flesh on their chest covered with what looked like leather padding.

The person slid their hands under the leather and cupped their chest.

Squeeze.

Squeeze.

"Hmm…?"

The person squeezed a few more.

Squeeze.

Squeeze.

"Feels real…"

The person moved the lumps of flesh up and down.

"Definitely feels real..."

"Did I eat something that caused my chest to --"

The person slid the hands away from under the leather and saw their hands.

"What the --"

Their hands were wrapped with fingerless leather gloves. But what really caught the person's attention was the fingers.

They were too small and too slim, almost like a girl's hands.

The person raised their left hand and studied it.

"What the fuck is going…?"

The person's eyes slowly traced down their thin forearm until finally at their attire.

"What is this…?"

Aside from the fingerless leather gloves, the person was wearing a sleeveless leather armor with some type of white t-shirt underneath, worn-out green pants, and a pair of worn-out high-cut leather shoes.

The person also had some sort of pendant around their neck. The string was just like any other string, but the pendant had a weird shape. It was a copper-colored rectangular shape with a height of an inch and a width of 3 inches and had the initials "I" engraved on it.

"What's with this costume?"

"Am I drunk or dreaming?"

The person turned their head and looked around their surroundings.

It was a forest and it was daytime.

Kroo! Kroo!

There was some sort of animal crow and the person turned to the direction of where it was coming from.

There was a large glowing black-striped gray-colored owl about 5ft long carrying a glowing rolled-up paper in its talons heading towards the person's direction.

"Holy shit!"

The person took a step back and was deciding whether to run to the side and hide behind a tree, or turn around and run.

Kroo! Kroo!

The glowing owl stopped about 10ft away from the person and dropped the glowing scroll before flying away.

The person wore a confused expression as they stared at the bird flying away.

"I really don't know what's going on anymore…"

When the glowing owl was already too far to see, the person's eyes shifted their eyes at the glowing rolled-up paper on the grass.

"What's that?"

The person quickly looked around to find a stick or something in order to poke it.

Unfortunately, there were no sticks around. And although there were trees, the thinner branches were too high.

That's when the person saw something else.

There was a worn-out satchel and a dagger on the ground about 7ft away from they were standing.

"A dagger and bag?"

Not knowing what was inside the bag, the person headed for the dagger first and picked it up.

The dagger looked like a cheap normal dagger that a meat butcher would use. It had a slightly curved blade and the handle was made of wood wrapped with a dirty-looking cloth.

"The blade looks sharp…"

"But the handle looks like… I just don't want to smell it."

With the dagger on their hand, the person then set their eyes on the satchel and the glowing rolled-up paper.

"Now which one should I check first?"

The person decided to check the satchel first because it was closer.

The person crouched down and poked the satchel with the tip of the dagger.

Poke.

Poke.

Some parts felt soft and other parts felt hard.

The person pressed harder.

"I don't know what's the soft part. But the hard part, one felt like a bottle or something, while the other I have no idea."

The person then slid the tip of the dagger underneath the satchel and slowly lift it up while covering their face with one hand.

"No reaction."

"But dammit, these gloves smell bad…"

The person flipped the satchel and quickly took 3 steps away.

Flap!

"Still no reaction, huh."

The person slowly moved closer, picked up the satchel and then opened it.

There was a comb, a tie for the hair, a small and shiny rectangular piece of metal, a small bottle that looked like a perfume, a roll of bandages, a square-shaped thing wrapped with a piece of cloth and tied with a knot, a small squishy leather bag that had liquid inside of it, a coin pouch and a small white bottle that looked like a perfume.

"Am I in a survival contest?"

Looking at the items, that was the only conclusion that the person could arrive at.

"But what's with my attire?"

The person's eyes glanced over at their attire once again.

"Also, what the fuck happened to my body?!"

"No matter how I look at it, this is a woman's body, right?!"

The person dropped the items on the ground and placed a hand between their thighs.

A dark expression appeared on their face.

"It's flat…"

The person touched even lower until they reached the second hole.

"It's really flat…"

Thud!

The person fell on their knees and their eyes stared blankly at the ground.

"I don't… I don't know what's going on, but it's really flat…"

They raised their hands and their eyes bounced between their hands and chest.

"This has got to be a dream, right?!"

"This has got to be one hell of a dream to be real!"

"RIGHT?!"

Awooo~!

There was a howl from a distance and the person turned their head to the direction of where it was coming from.

"A dog?"

The person then realized that they were in a forest.

"A wild dog…?"

The person quickly grabbed the dagger and stood up.

They then got into a fighting stance as they swept their eyes around, expecting something or anything to come up.

Time passed but nothing came up, only the sound of insects around and unknown animals from a distance.

Pah!

The person suddenly slapped their own cheek.

"Wake up!"

PAH!

They slapped themself again, but this time it was harder.

"Wake the fucking up!"

PAH!!!

"Ouch! Motherfuc-- That fucking hurts!" the person cried out as they cupped their red cheek from pain.

When the pain subsided a little, their eyes glanced at the blade of the dagger.

"Hell no, not a chance, don't even think about it," the person said and looked away.

As they looked away, this time around, their eyes then locked on the glowing rolled-up scroll.

"Oh, I forgot about that."

The person headed for the scroll.

"Shit!"

They almost tripped.

"Dammit, this body feels weird, the strides are too short."

Their eyes fell on their feet.

"Small feet."

Their brows knitted.

"Am I below 6ft?" the person said as their eyes ran all over their limbs.

"By my estimate, I'm probably 5'4?"

"I'm a fucking midget..."

They shook their head and continued heading for the glowing rolled-up paper.

When they got to the paper, there was a moment of hesitation before they picked it up.

***

Hello!

You basically got isekai'd or transmigrated and a mistake happened. Basically, you got transferred to the wrong world and body.

To make it up to you, we gave you 3 powers.

One is Status Panel. Just say or think about the word Status Panel and a screen that only you can see will pop up in front of you.

The second power is Growth. Basically, you can get stronger faster compared to the people of this world.

And the last power is language. We made you fluent in the language of the world there.

We also gave you a few more bonuses.

Since we decided to not mix your memory with the memory of the owner of that body because it will only cause confusion and other problems due to the difference of genders, we put you in a safe location.

See that large tree? Follow where its W-shaped branch is pointing and you will exit the forest. And once you exit the forest, you will see a city from afar.

We've also set up some monsters for you to get used to your new body and also level up a bit.

We're so kind and fair, aren't we? We don't mind, but you're welcome.

Yours truly,

God xoxo

P.S. Be sure to get into the city before nightfall. It would be a shame if you died right away. Teehee~!

***

The person crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it on the ground.

"ARE YOU TELLING ME I BECAME A FUCKING ZHEY/ZHEM?!"