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Continúa, Has publicado mar 07, 2023
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What if you weren't just yourself? You were or to be more literal, are multiple people. Different world, lifestyle, personality, etc.   

A twenty three year old detective, Saraya, ends up in alternate realites unknowingly and finds herself with uncanny encounters along the way.

There's just one tiny little Inconvenience, she has a personality disorder...

How will she find the answer as to wether its all simply in her head or its the astounding truth?

▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔     (𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙑𝙄𝙇𝙔 𝙐𝙉𝙀𝘿𝙄𝙏𝙀𝘿/𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗥𝗘-𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙃𝘼𝙑𝙀 𝙈𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙋𝙇𝙀 𝙐𝙋𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙎 𝘿𝙐𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙎𝙐𝘾𝙃)
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-Shapeshifter Au- Rain was hitting the windows of every nearby building and prompting the pedestrians to keep their heads under their umbrellas, hurrying home and not even looking at the storefront of your café. Why had your boss even scheduled you for a shift tonight? With weather like this, anyone craving hot chocolate would rather drink it at their own place. Sitting behind the counter and sulking, you decided to make a cup of coffee for yourself, no customer would come tonight anyway. Little did you know, but the kind of "shift" that was coming had nothing to do with work. You cleaned the counter and tables, packed your bag, and used your own key to lock up the café. Your body froze when you heard what sounded like whimpers in the alley next to the café. The streetlights cast long shadows, making it impossible for you to see clearly when you stepped forward. You let out a shriek as your phone slipped from your hand and hit the ground. A man was crouched down, his back facing you, but a dim light let you catch a glimpse of the blood soaking his back and shoulders. He turned around and you recognized him right away. His eyes. His hair. His freckles. Felix was standing right in front of you.