Stand alone

You stare at the wizard, breathing hard and sweating slightly despite the cool temperature. The wizard, meanwhile, is watching you, clearly surprised by your actions.

"Milady?" he asks, slight worry in his voice.

You glance down at yourself, only a couple scraps of clothing barely clinging to you, and instinctively cover your breasts with your left arm as you look back at the wizard, who quickly averts his gaze. Glancing around, you spot the guardsman's sword lying on the ground. You pick up the sword and step back, pointing it at the wizard.

"Mi-milady?" he asks again, clearly confused.

"Look," you say forcefully, "I am no pawn of fate or destiny or any of that crap. I make my own decisions in life. I know what's happened to me; I know I'm a girl now and I know I'm gonna have to deal with it. But I am not a tool. Got that?" The wizard remains silent, but looks you in the eye. You step back nervously, feeling strangely warm. You quickly use your left hand to wipe some sweat off your forehead before covering yourself again. You take another step back.

"Milady, what's wrong?" the wizard asks, seemingly concerned.

You glance at him nervously, and lift the sword again. "Don't- don't follow me," you say quickly, then turn and run away. You keep running as quickly as you can- you just have to get away. Finally, after what feels like half an hour, you stop, planting the sword in the ground and using it to support yourself as you catch your breath. By now, the strange warm feeling has faded, and you just feel winded like you normally would after running for a long time. But...now you're all alone, lost in a strange world...

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