You were a cat. True, they were a cat, but not quite an ordinary one. You were the Sultan's cat that Aziz found on the street. Judging by his words, you were the cat from the prophecy and... God, you were really glad that you could take a nap now, on the sultan's big bed, in the form of a cat.

Your past life left much to be desired... You died too soon, and rebirth into a cat did not promise anything good, because life on the street, and even starving, made you very sad. It would be easier to become a domestic cat, but who would take in a homeless dirty and skinny kitten like you? Logically, no one...

You roamed the streets and stole trying to get at least something to survive and it got to the point that you were hunted...

In the end, people still managed to catch you. You thought it was possible, but your end has come, until it turned out that you were chosen by one of the sultan's henchmen, believing that you were the message of the goddess Ashtar.

And after going through a lot of difficult situations, you could finally rest...

"Ishtar, are you sleeping again?" You raised your head when you heard the familiar voice of Suleiman, who entered his chambers. You couldn't help but think that he came in early, he usually works at this time.