The rest of my face continued to change, becoming more feminine by the second. My eyes turned a deep turquoise, that could pierce through people. My face restructured itself into a copy of Rosalina's. My Adams apple dissappeared as my face finished. I said in my new voice: "Wow! I sound just like her!"
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