The city's night sky was split by a blinding flash of lightning, followed by a deafening crack of thunder. Aarav's apartment trembled as if shaken by the very heavens. Before he could react, a surge of electricity surged through his body, searing through every nerve and synapse. The world blurred and twisted around him, colors merging and separating like a kaleidoscope of shattered glass.
His consciousness dissolved into darkness.
Hours later, Aarav stirred, his mind slowly emerging from the depths of unconsciousness. He felt groggy and disoriented, his senses dull and distant. Blinking his eyes open, he tried to make sense of his surroundings.
The sterile smell of antiseptic filled his nostrils, and the soft hum of machinery was a constant presence. He tried to move, only to discover that his body felt strangely different, as if it didn't belong to him. Panic gripped him as he realized he couldn't feel his familiar anatomy.
His heart raced as he struggled to sit up, his gaze falling on the white hospital gown that clung to his form. Frantic, he reached down, his fingers encountering smooth, unfamiliar contours where there should have been a certain masculinity.
Confusion and terror overwhelmed him. "No, no, this can't be real," he muttered to himself.
A gentle voice broke through the haze of his panic. "Aarav? Can you hear me?"
Turning his head, Aarav's eyes settled on a woman in a doctor's coat standing at his bedside. She wore a kind smile, though it did little to quell the storm of emotions raging within him.
"You've been through a lot," the doctor continued, her voice soothing. "The lightning strike caused significant damage, and we had to perform an emergency procedure to save your life."
Aarav's voice was barely a whisper. "What... what happened to me?"
The doctor's expression grew more serious as she explained the situation. "Due to the extent of the injuries to your genitals, we had to perform a sex change operation to ensure your survival. It was a complex procedure, but we had no other option."
Aarav's mind reeled. This couldn't be happening. His life had been upended in the blink of an eye, and he was now faced with a reality he couldn't comprehend.
The doctor's voice softened. "I know this is a lot to process, Aarav. We're here to support you in every way we can. You're not alone in this."
As Aarav lay there, his body and identity shattered, he struggled to come to terms with the reality of his transformation. Everything he had known about himself had changed, leaving him adrift in a sea of uncertainty
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Ficção GeralAarav a boy in an ara highly advanced in technology is working for a VR gaming company. One day, while working on his PC, a lighting bolt hit him somehow and he has to face consequences.
