Transmigrated as a Bunny — Dragged Home by a Snake King

A kind-hearted college girl lost her life in a selfless act of bravery. She dove into the rushing water to save a drowning stranger, sacrificing herself in the process. The last thing she felt was the cold current dragging her down into endless darkness, until she jolted awake in a strange, sun-dappled primeval forest completely foreign to her. She had transmigrated into the brutal beast world, no longer a human student but a delicate, fluffy pink-purple bunny beastling. Moments after waking, a mechanical quest system bound itself to her soul, granting her survival missions in this wild realm yet offering no real protection against its countless dangers. Still getting used to her tiny, soft new form, she forced herself to adapt quickly. With no food or shelter, she ventured timidly into the forest to forage for wild fruits and edible plants, determined to complete her system quests and survive another day. Her pink-purple fur glowed subtly in the shade of the ancient trees, making her stand out vividly against the green foliage. Small and vulnerable, she hopped cautiously through the underbrush, unaware that she had wandered straight into the forbidden territory of the most fearsome ruler in the woods—the thousand-year Snake King. He was an ancient, formidable beast monarch, cold and heartless, feared by every living creature in the beast world. His icy aura alone could freeze ferocious predators in their tracks. In the blink of an eye, his massive serpentine tail coiled gently yet firmly around her tiny bunny body, trapping her in place with no room to escape. Panic instantly washed over her; her whole small frame trembled violently against his cool, scaled tail, every muscle tensed with pure fright. She was completely at his mercy, a fragile little bunny trapped by the century-old beast who knew no kindness. Overwhelmed by fear, she lifted her head, revealing a pair of glistening watery red eyes that shimmered with helpless tears. Without thinking, she let out soft, trembling little whimpers, begging wordlessly for mercy. Her cute, pitiful appearance was utterly irresistible. The ruthless, indifferent Snake King who had never spared a single soul in a thousand years felt his *** heart instantly melt. His cold, slitted pupils softened slightly, his oppressive aura fading away. For the first time in his long, lonely life, the cruel monarch found himself completely captivated by the trembling little pink-purple bunny, willing to lay down all his ferocity just to indulge her fragile cuteness.