Nancheon City.
yueashley Gender-Transition Clinic.
Fourth Floor — Operating Room.
"Name?"
"Seo Yeon."
"Sex?"
"Female."
"Age?"
"Eighteen."
"Surgery?"
"Gender reassignment. Female to male. Today is the first stage—removing her primary female characteristic."
The doctor in the white coat stood beside the nurse, confirming the patient's basic information on the chart.
Everything checked out. She gave a short nod.
"Remove her top."
"Anesthesiologist, start the anesthesia."
Seo Yeon lay quietly on the snow-white operating table, eyes closed, dressed in a blue-and-white hospital gown.
Her cropped black hair framed a face so exquisitely shaped it blurred the line between male and female.
Skin pale as porcelain.
Lashes long and slightly curled.
A straight, elegant nose.
A brilliant diamond stud glinting on her right ear.
At first glance, she looked like a boy—an impossibly handsome, breathtakingly pretty one.
But that wasn't true. She was, without question, a girl.
From the moment she was born, she had lived disguised as a boy.
The noisy chatter near her ears made her frown ever so slightly.
The moment she sensed someone's hand at her collar, her body reacted before her mind did—her hand shot up, fingers clamping around the intruder's wrist with sharp precision.
"Ah!"
A scream sliced through the operating room, shrill enough to resemble a pig being slaughtered.
"Ah—! W-what are you doing?! Let go! Let go!"
The young nurse cried out in pain, her voice cracking in panic.
Seo Yeon's eyes snapped open, and she sat up in one swift motion, her sharp gaze sweeping across the room with instinctive alertness.
Where was this?
A hospital?
A gender-transition clinic?
She was back.
She truly had returned.
The quick-transmigration system had actually sent her home.
She had spent a thousand years wandering through world after world, surviving trial after trial—eighty-one of them—honing herself to perfection.
And now she had finally returned to the lifetime where she suffered her tragic death.
She, Seo Yeon, had come back.
A faint curve lifted Seo Yeon's lips.
Her eyes narrowed in quiet delight as she released the young nurse, who was baring her teeth in pain.
"What's going on? Didn't I tell you to give her a sedative beforehand?" the doctor snapped.
The young nurse looked aggrieved.
"Dr. Hwang… I did. I don't know what happened."
At the sound of their voices, Seo Yeon's face—beautiful to the point of being genderless—turned cold in an instant.
In her previous life, she had been dragged into the operating room by force.
They had injected her with sedatives beforehand.
All to keep her from fighting back.
The ridiculous part was—
Today was her birthday.
And on this very day, her biological parents had given her a "grand" birthday present:
they wanted to turn her from a girl disguised as a boy…
into a boy for real.
In her previous life, it was in this very hospital that they had injected her with sedatives and turned her into a helpless puppet.
They performed the first operation of the "female-to-male trilogy"—removing her chest.
By the time she died, she had already become something neither male nor female… a monster trapped between two forms.
The memories of that lifetime flickered through her mind.
Cold surged through Seo Yeon's entire body.
Early spring should've brought gentle warmth, and the operating room's heater was running.
Yet everyone present felt a sudden chill creeping over their skin.
"What are you standing around for? Hold her down and give her another sedative!
And raise the temperature on the air conditioner."
Dr. Hwang rubbed his arms against the chill as he issued the order.
The nurses hurried over, reaching out to pin Seo Yeon in place.
The Seo Yeon of today was nothing like the fragile girl she used to be.
"Aiya—! Aiya!"
"Wasn't she all gentle when she was first admitted? How did she suddenly become so fierce?!"
All four nurses were helpless against her.
She sent each one flying with a single kick, knocking them over like scattered dominoes.
The equipment in the operating room clattered as the nurses crashed into it, metal and plastic rattling in protest.
Within moments, the entire operating room had fallen into utter chaos.
Dr. Hwang swung his arm sharply and snatched the syringe from the young nurse's hand.
"Useless, all of you! I'll do it myself!"
Seo Yeon sat on the operating table, eyes icy and unblinking as she watched him approach.
A slow, frigid smile curled at the corner of her lips—