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Chapter 1 - Looks like I've been isekai'd

"Ahhhh" I yelled as I felt my body dissolve in the magical circle that appeared in my classroom. I so didn't need this today, I just got a haircut and it appears out of all the classes in high school, the magic picked this class. Of course

I couldn't really see lots of people's reactions. But the class president was flailing, serves her right. Wait, I shouldn't be calm, my body is literally dissolving. Then everything fades to black.

I then wake up in a dark room, I felt really slimy, for some reason. I also appeared to have shrunk somehow.

"My head... what is the meaning?" I yelled to no one in the room. "Wait, had my voice always sounded like a guttural roar?" I asked myself. That's when I noticed there were some treasures chests in the room. JACKPOT!

I slowly moved my body, which felt heavy for some reason. Almost there... I then stood in front of the chest and...

"ROAR" a large toothy mouth and tongue emerged from the chest. Oh, it's a mimic. Great, the first creature I have to somehow kill is a mimic. To be honest I want to give it a chance. Maybe see how fragile I am.

But the mimic didn't attack, it just... stared. Why isn't it attacking me? Don't mimics attack adventurers?

"OH no. Oh no. OH NO NO NO NO NO" Yes it appears this is an Isekai. But I don't get th4 luxury of each protagonist. Just my luck, I'm a mimic. Not a secret boss, special enemy, a regular mimic.

"Status?" I say. Hoping I will see a stats screen or something. And unsurprisingly, lo and behold, a stat screen.

Mimic

Name: Louki.

Level 1

Tier 0

Health 130

Strength 40

Dexterity 10

Defense 350

Magical resonance 0.

Luck -15

"-15 Luck? What does luck even do?" I yelled at the screen. And as if the screen listened to me, it answered.

"Luck is the innate energy that a being radiates, the higher Luck you have. The higher chance you have of getting skills or items from monsters you kill. All creatures have base 0 luck." It said.

"But how do I not have zero luck?" I said to myself. Hoping that the screen will answer

"I'm just a stat screen, you just had bad luck lol. I dont know, I just tell you what your skills are." Even the stat screen can't explain this. Why did I get Reincarnated as a mimic. Why not a dragon, a zombie, even a slime would be ok?!

"Just show me my skills." I say, annoyed that this stat screen has a sparky attitude or something. It buffered for a little bit, like it is still trying to process the situation itself. Then it showed me my "skills"

Skills

Basic object mimicry: you can mimic items that are around the same size as you, like a chest. You cannot mimic living beings

Amorphous: Despite your anatomy, you can still squeeze into tight spaces.

Unique skills

Ammo cache: you can convert raw materials into ammunition which you can then expel from your mouth.

Bilingual: you can understand any language and speak them as well.

"Ammo cache? Seriously? I'm like, a gun mimic?" I ask the screen. Although I am impressed at my skills, and the fact there is unique skills as well. I bet whatever the class president was reborn as isn't as cool as a bilingual Mimic that can shoot BULLETS?!

But that does make me ask another question. Were my classmates in this world as well? If so, I have a reason to stay in this dungeon. I really don't like them that much. The class president is angry at me all the time. Some of the jocks are too loud. And my deskmate, she resonates this annoying aura. I'm just trying to study, she tries to make conversation, yeah she was nice, but still, I just wanted to study.

But that's not the point. I have been Reincarnated as a mimic! Sure, with trash luck. Weird skills, and in a room. But it can't be all bad! In fact, I think all a mimic needs to become a hero. Is to simply have a mind of a human.

"I hope they are having the same bad luck I have" I said to myself. "Hey other Mimic, what do we do?"

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