A mysterious, uncharted continent.

    Deep within a remote mountain range, inside a shadowy cave…

    A Flame Bear was going into labor.

    The Flame Bear curled up in pain, muscles trembling.

    After a long and grueling struggle with its own body, the beast finally brought its first cub into the world.

    “Raaawr!”

    It was a Flame Bear, just like its mother.

    Despite being newborn, the cub was impressively large and looked healthy at a glance.

    A proud smile spread across the Flame Bear’s face.

    The first birth was a success.

    There were still more cubs waiting to be born.

    Fifteen minutes passed with only pained moans.

    “Raaawr!”

    Another Flame Bear.

    Slightly smaller than the first, but nothing seemed wrong.

    The Flame Bear gave a satisfied nod.

    Twenty more minutes passed.

    She had prepared herself for the possibility of something different.

    But this?

    This, she had never even considered.

    An actual stuffed animal shaped like a bear had popped out of her.

    That strange thing… she refused to acknowledge it as her child.

    Even if it had come from her womb.

    She could still love a runt.

    But a lifeless doll? That stirred no maternal instinct at all.

    It stared blankly at its reflection in the obsidian cave wall.

    I died.

    And was reborn.

    But why… why the hell am I the only one who’s a teddy bear?

    Everything I know about reality is falling apart.

    Maybe being born a teddy bear isn’t entirely impossible.

    Besides their massive size, tiny flames flicker across their red fur.

    If that’s the case, maybe they can give birth to dolls or whatever.

    Their biology must be completely different from normal creatures.

    Being reborn as a monster isn’t the issue.

    The problem is… I’m a teddy bear.

    I can’t talk.

    I can’t even wiggle a finger.

    Mama Bear shot me a brief side-eye.

    Didn’t even spare me a full second.

    I guess monsters don’t usually give birth to dolls.

    No matter how monstrous you are, you’re bound to be weirded out.

    I can understand that.

    I glared at Mama Bear’s huge, lumbering backside.

    Is this some kind of status window?

    Maybe it was because I was a monster now.

    I seemed to be taking all this in stride, far more than I should’ve.

    Shouldn’t I be panicking?

    In fact, it’s probably a good thing.

    No sane person could endure this situation otherwise.

    Lucky bastards.

    I’m obviously not a Flame Bear.

    Race: Raggedy Bear Doll. 

    Pw stands for Power. 

    Like this. 

    Rank. 

    ┗Pw.3

    ┗Rnk.Superior (Can break limit at Lv.30)

    Which meant they’d be stuck at Superior forever.

    A skill with status window system and various support features.

    Allows you to evolve without breaking your limit.

    Special evolution not allowed.

    Consumes 1 level per use.

    Does not change race rank.

    Upon evolving, gain either a skill or permanent power.

    ┗Pw.1

    ┗Rnk.Normal

    [Helper Lv.1], [Evolution Lv.1], [Action Lv.1]

    [Action Lv.1]

    A skill that lets you act by consuming mana.

    As long as you have mana, you can move no matter your state.


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