No, no, no, NO! My legs gave out as I stared at my form in the mirror with terror in my heart.
"It can't be…" I murmured as my breaths starting coming heavy and ragged, my mind reeling inwards. "How am I a guy again?"
I touched my face, still staring at the mirror trying to confirm if this was really real or of it was some kind of sick joke, still desperately struggling to breathe.
"Status…" I murmured, though my eyes dreaded to see what might appear there.
[Name: Silvie]
[Race: Night Mistress (Crimson Wraith Stage 1)]
[Sex: M] [Age: 17 (Current form: 17)]
[Lvl. 1]
[HP: 1820/1820] [MP: 2310/2310] [SP: 1650/1650]
[Magic: Dark Magic (1), Corruption Magic (2), Evernight Magic (2), Creation Magic (1), Mind Magic (2), Soul Magic (1), Ice Magic (2), Wind Magic (3), Shadow Magic (1), Blood Magic (1) Spatial Magic (1)]
[Abilities: Spirit Sight lvl. 4, Acrobatics lvl. 2, Improved Processing Speed lvl. 2, Undead Bones lvl. 1, Fog Step lvl. 2]
