I was reborn incorrectly.

"You don't understand! Sticks are unreliable! A staff! Only a staff! Even if you run out of magic, you won't be defenseless! Check out the weight."
"Heavy..."
"Heavy is good, young lady! Heavy is reliable! Even if you can't cast a spell, you can always give the enemy a good whack on the head!"
©Salesman Boris

"Illusory Barrier"

“What?..” — I was shocked by the inscription that popped up before my eyes.

No, seriously, I had a hard time running as it was: they didn't bring intuitive body control, and I crashed into this damn barrier with all my might. Why did I have to go through all this? What did I do to get killed?! I have hooves instead of hands, a body like a small horse, and they almost beat me to death with a shovel as soon as I appeared, and the worst thing is that I'm not a stallion, but a filly.

"What the hell am I supposed to do, motherfucker?!" I just hit the barrier out of anger, and at that moment a cube fell next to me.

[1D20] [4 Strength Check] [Failure]

After which the barrier simply threw me away, and several messages immediately popped up in front of me, and I lay there and looked at it all in shock.

"Congratulations! You've made your first kill and received your first counter.
Do you want to take the tutorial?"

[Yes\No]

I didn't quite understand what was going on until it hit me:

"The one I stunned died?"

Not quite sure how to react, I crouched down next to the nearest tree. A small conflict was brewing inside me: how should I even react to this? Until the message started flashing again.

"Yes," I decided to find out what it was, hoping it was a mistake.

"Your first counter is the "Kill Counter".
It is a small panel with numbers, you can brag about it to other users of the system, and also use it as a unique currency.
In addition, each counter will have a unique ability that depends on the amount, and since this is your first counter, you will receive the information immediately.
Kill Counter is a passive ability of "Cold-Blooded". Allows you to have a cold mind depending on the number of your kills, everyone who has basic intelligence is considered intelligent.
Warning!
The more kills you have, the more indifferent you can become. "

This information hit me very hard.

"It turns out that I committed... a real murder!" - I was overcome with panic. I just did not understand how and why? I hugged myself with my hooves as much as possible, I was uneasy from this realization.

***

In a very simply furnished room, on a simple sofa with snacks in the form of popcorn and cola lay a unicorn, watching her fresh hitman on a plasma TV.

"Kisunya, what the hell are you doing here?!" - a very displeased voice was heard, from which she did not even move.

"Well, Lee, don't be so stuffy, I didn't do anything," she lay there, not even looking at the shop owner.

"And to warn me..."

"Oh, come on, I just installed my door in your shop, and besides, I'm tired of constantly looping around Canterlot to come to you. And your shop has the best free access to get to many other worlds."

He just rolled his eyes at this, realizing that her decisions were always unconventional.

"I'll give you a discount and sell you the potion that is from my personal reserves!"

"Okay, I agree," realizing that either this or nothing at all.

After these quick negotiations, he turned his attention to the screen.

"Is this him?" Lee asked her when he saw on the screen that time traveler, who was a pure copy of the person now lying on the couch.

"Hm?.. Oh, yeah, that's him. He just realized he committed his first murder in his life," she said calmly, chewing popcorn and washing it down with soda. "But he's taking a long time to come to his senses."

Having levitated a small laptop to her, she began to frantically do something.

"What are you up to?"

"I'll add a little action, since he's ignoring my messages, let it cheer him up," she said with burning eyes.

"For some reason, I even felt sorry for him. Okay, I hope you won't kill him like that."

But she didn't hear him anymore, because she was completely absorbed in watching what was on the monitor screen.

He calmly left, hoping that she wouldn't bother him.