Reincarnated as a Sheep – Path to Becoming the Strongest Demon Lord

“Baaaaaa”

Wha-

I fell asleep for the 3rd time in the same day.

My head was rested against one of the sheep while I sat down.

Sitting down? Looking down, I saw a brown rag covering my body, with two mounds on my chest. Why do I have breasts? I never paid attention to it as a sheep but was I actually a girl? Trying to move my hands to find out resulted in failure as the brute of a merchant had locked my hands in wooden cuffs. My bountiful wool which had stopped me from escaping on day one was now only confined to my wrists and what felt like my ankles. For hair, there definitely was a lot. It went down to at least my waist and was blue with occasional red strands creating a mellow purple.

As nice as this body was, I lost my chance to escape.

“Urgh why!”

That voice… was mine. Great I’m definitely a girl now. I haven’t ‘confirmed’ what lies underneath but it might as well be set in stone.

It sounds cute though.

*thonk*

I slap my face with the piece of wood to wake myself up. I really need to learn how to prioritize goals instead of admiring myself every couple of seconds. So why did I collapse last time? Because of the gem maybe? Or maybe the crappy spell I tried?

So, if it works by imagining it in your head and try to create it to happen like last time if I imagine a flame engulfing the chain-

“Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch-“

I threw myself on the carriage floor and just rolled around until the small lighter-like flame that appeared went out. This was already exhausting me to my limits despite being a fraction of what I tried to create. All that was done was the small area around my wrist had become charred. While I pondered, the carriage entered a town.