Just a Tabby Cat

New book: Night Tales of the Wanderer. I welcome your feedback!

I was once a tabby cat cultivating in the mountains, quietly following my master and dreaming only of days spent mooching meals and collecting treasure bottles.

But Heaven decided to entrust a great responsibility to someone, and without warning, that responsibility landed on the shoulders of a tabby cat.

All you great gods, is it really so hard to let me take life easy? Why pile all your hopes on a cat? Is there no justice in this world?