Suddenly, a sharp, blinding flash filled the room. Marcus’s vision blurred, and a strange, suffocating sensation washed over him. His head spun, and he felt a strange prickling all over his body. The world around him seemed to dissolve into a whirl of colors and sensations.
He blacked out.
When Marcus regained consciousness, the room was silent and eerily still. His head was pounding, and everything felt… different. He slowly sat up, blinking against the dim light. As he looked down, his eyes widened in shock. His body felt unfamiliar—lighter, softer, and somehow… smaller. He reached up hesitantly, feeling a delicate face with smooth skin and a faintly tingling sensation where his cheeks had once been chiseled.
His reflection in the nearby mirror confirmed his fears: he was no longer Marcus. Instead, staring back at him was a young woman—Marry. Her eyes were wide and curious, her hair a cascade of dark waves framing a gentle face. She reached up, trembling, to touch her own reflection, her fingers trembling against her new features.
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