Reborn As A Bird (#0)

The headlights of the truck illuminate me. Hopefully I won't regret this. I should've apologized to my mother for being such a trash son. 

They say that when you die, time seems to slow down. I guess that's happening right now. Please, if there's a god in this world! I want to be reborn into an isekai! A world full of hot women and magic!

….
I really am an idiot. At least I saved that girl. That gives my existence a bit more meaning, not that it feels rewarding or anything.

Splat.
Hiroshimi Taika, 27 years old has died.

"Welcome to the border between life and death. I have stopped your soul from crossing. Your heroic acts have granted you another chance in a brand new world.”

"Unfortunately, all human spots have been taken. Elves and other humanoid races included. Your not the first one who has been offered this sadly.”

The angel pauses for a moment.

“Okay. I’ve just confirmed. You’ll be a bird. I'll give you a few abilities too. Sounds nice doesn't it?" 

Ah okay, a bird... What?

I wish I could speak, but I no longer have a mouth, or a body for that matter. How the hell am I going to gather a harem in a form like that?! You can't be serious!!

"You must be overjoyed.. Truly, no need to thank my generosity.”

No. 

I'm.

Not.

"Now, off you go. Safe travels."

The angel opens a gate and my soul is swept away into it. I'm sent to my fresh new life.

What the fuck.


….

"Caw! Caw!" I call out involuntarily.

I am now a crow.

My peaceful-harem-life was crushed before it even started.

Just kill me already.

My presumed mother left the nest, most likely in search of food. A small icon floats above my head. When I try taking a closer look, it opens up.

Name: None

Race: Crow

Incarnated Skills: 「God's Speech」「Kuebiko」

Magic: None

"God's speech?" That sounds powerful! This might not be so bad after all! Yes! This is how my Demon Lord journey begins! Let's read the skill.

"Skill allows user to understand and communicate with any race regardless of language."

Geh. Such a bland skill.. Well it might prove to be useful at some point.

Ah! "Kuebiko"..? That doesn't seem that bad! That's right! This skill will definitely be overpowered!

"Kuebiko is a separate intelligence that acts like a simple guide that can explain basic functions and answers questions.”

"Oh cool. Actually might be useful. I’ll try this out in a bit. First I need to find a way to get out of here.”

[Suggestion. Safest landing spot in a bush roughly a meter below you]

It’s the Kuebiko skill, it seems to work passively rather than activated. Well that’s fine with me.

I roll out of my nest, plopping into a bush. My wings are pretty much unusable as a fledgling. So instead I use my bird legs to get back up. The forest in front of me is large and untamed. Or more likely, I'm just incredibly tiny. 

I waddle my way to the forests exit.

After what felt like an eternity, I finally made it to an exit. 

A small monster inhabited town is in sight. Despite its size, it looks very lively. Two dragonewt guards are stationed in front, both holding spears and covered from head to toe in plated armor. How am I supposed to convince them to let me past? Hmm..

Oh yeah.. I'm a crow. I don’t need to obey human laws.

I casually walk inside, the two guards completely oblivious to my existence. The town is huge, many shops and attractions are open for the public, and most importantly.. the women. There’s quite a large variety of monster races living here. 

Such beauty! Perfect curvature, pretty faces, and giant..!

A cat narrowly pounces on me. It paused and cleaned its fur. It's a calico cat with green murderous eyes. I need a spell! Something to defend myself with! I focus on the small tab in the corner of my eye, quickly using a spell without thinking.

A gust of mana is formed and shot out.

Yes! You're done for you stupid cat!

The raw mana attack is comparable to a small breeze. You serious right now?

I plop down, accepting my fate as the cats new chewing toy. It leaps again, it's sharp claws revealing themselves.

"ᛖᛗᛁᛚᛁ.. ᚺᛟᚹ ᛗᚨᚾᚤ ᛏᛁᛗᛖᛋ ᚺᚨᚡᛖ ᛁ ᛏᛟᛚᛞ ᚤᛟᚢ ᚾᛟᛏ ᛏᛟ ᚴᛁᛚᛚ ᛒᛁᚱᛞᛋ…”

It's a different language but I can understand the gist of what they're saying. My hearing adjusts and I can hear them better.

"Æᚱê ÿᛟᚢ ãłrįght..?"

An albino girl with strikingly beautiful red irises holds me in the palms of her hands. She physically looks frail and it’s obvious from a glance that she is sick. She’s wearing a simple collared black dress. Strangely she has the form of a human. 

But before I could give it more thought, without warning I collapse. My previous “attack” (if you can call it that) had drained all my mana. 

Your kidding.