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The first thing that I felt when I woke up was a one hell of a headache, making me groan and press my palms into my eyeballs. The second thing was that my voice was several octaves deeper than it should have been, and that everything else felt… off . Inhaling deeply and massaging my temples, I decided to wait until I could think straight before attempting to get up.
After several minutes, the pain lessened somewhat, and I opened my eyes.
Blinking dumbly, I stared around the room, not quite recognizing it. It felt familiar, but this was not my bedroom by any means. Feeling the beginnings of a panic coming on, I gripped my knees. What was going on? I don’t think it's normal to not quite remember who or where you are. Was I kidnapped? If I was then I'm so screwed. Moving to stand, I yelped when I tripped over my own two feet, landing harshly on my knees. Ok, that was not my voice- and when did I get so tall?
Stumbling to my feet again, I managed to stay standing by focusing on my balance, nausea churning in my gut. I was hungry, tired, I felt weird, and I don’t remember how I got here. Did I get drunk and break into someone’s house? No, that can't be right because I haven't had any alcohol in my entire eighteen years of life besides a hesitant sip or two when my parents happen to be out. Unless I was drugged… but where and when the hell would that happen? I don’t go anywhere! I stay in my room the majority of the time like a hermit!
I turned my head to stare longingly at the bed. It wasn't the most comfortable, but maybe sleeping would wake me up from this nightmare. Wait a minute- I’m no coward! Gritting my teeth, I took an angry step towards the door, planting my feet firmly on the ground one step at a time. If anything, I was using the bathroom first. Wrapping a gloved hand around the handle, I slowly turned the knob, feeling that it was unlocked. If this was a kidnapping attempt, it was a pretty shitty one if my captor or captors didn't even lock me in the room.
Opening it slowly, I peeked my head out, breathing out a sigh of relief after finding that the hallway was empty. The floor swayed slightly, like it wasnt built on solid ground, and the realization that this was probably a ship came to me a moment later.
“It’s fine- It’s fine.” I spoke, flinching from how raspy it sounds, but more so from the fact that it's a man’s voice. That’s not my voice!
“Penis.”
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That’s not my voice.
What the hell kind of body swapping science fiction bullshit was this? Am I just some random dude now who works on boats or did my actual body change while I was sleeping?
While struggling with my internal turmoil, I didn't hear the person coming up behind me until they spoke.
“My harbinger, are you-”
“Shut up!” I growled, whipping around to glare down at the person, who hurriedly squeaked out an apology.
“I'm s-so sorry my harbinger, I w-was just checking up on you since y-you seemed to be feeling unwell. I’ll be going now!” they stuttered, before bowing their head and quickly scrambling away down the corridor until they were out of sight.
I stared after the person in shock. Why did I say that to the first person who approached me? No, scratch that, they seemed to think that they were my subordinate. Harbinger? The first thought that comes to my mind is genshin, but surely-
My racing thoughts stopped dead in their tracks, and my heart dropped. They looked like a fatui soldier from the game. They called me harbinger. Black gloves. Tall. Wait…
Walking quickly- though stumbling a few times, I tried any door I came across until I found a bathroom, before quickly locking myself in the room and turning on the sink to fill it with water. Steeling my nerves, I looked down into the sink, staring at my reflection. A man with a distinct appearance stared back at me.
A mop of orange hair, dull blue eyes, pale skin, intricate grey and red attire…
“Oh fuck.” I breathe, unable to look away as my muddled brain tries to process what it was seeing.
“I’m Childe.”