The General's Mask
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I seriously felt like I was about to kick the bucket because of some mysterious sickness.
But guess what? I snapped awake to find myself in this weird place, in some dude's body.
A man? Seriously?
I held my breath and... and I felt something weird on my chest.
"Huh? Is this... bondage? What the heck?"
Then, out of nowhere, a rush of unknown memories flooded my mind.
Turns out, I'm a general. Yup, that's right. And get this, I ain't no dude-I'm actually a young, stubborn lady who's playing pretend as her older brother. Crazy stuff, right?
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