D1C5 - Birth

Waking up, I find that the “warmth” has disappeared. A bit disheartened at the loss of that comfortable feeling, I think about what I should do to pass time once more. Because I didn’t know how long I was asleep, I had lost track of time once again. I could’ve been asleep for a day, or it could have been a week. I thought about using [Fors Fortis]’s skill description to check the time, since the numbers for the passive supposedly stacked every day, but for some reason it didn’t update. So I was at a loss. Eventually, I decided to use a stack to see if the numbers would update if the active was used. I didn’t really think about what I was going to use the stack on, I mean, I have 4 stacks at the moment so wasting one wasn’t exactly a bad thing. Besides, I was still on my first use for the week the last time I checked so using it again would be fine.

Without much thought, I decided to just activate the skill.

You have activated the skill [Fors Fortis], your wish is to have “Male Gender”. Confirm? Y / N

Eh, whatever, I was feeling lucky today, besides ever since I had learnt that I had been both man and woman in my past lives, I didn’t really care what gender I was. So I pressed “Yes”.

The current me was beginning to think in terms of being a [Soul] instead of belonging to a gender of [Man] or [Woman]. I wasn’t so foolish as to disregard the fact that being male conferred more advantages in a medieval world, so somewhere within my heart I was hoping that I would be born as a guy. But honestly, I didn’t really care. The importance of gender depend on your goals for life. If you wanted to wield enormous political power and rush into battle, being a guy was definitely better. On the other hand, if you wanted to laze around chatting and just enjoying life, you’d be better off as a girl, marrying into wealth.

My goal was to be able travel the world, see the sights and experience new things. Most of all, I wanted to eat new food especially desserts. As a result, gender didn’t really matter was my line of thinking. Of course, there was also the task of killing five other reincarnations but being a doctor, I knew there were many ways of killing someone without having to resort to the brute force that a male often relies upon.

Without bated breath, I waited for my first roll to complete.

Ding! You are rolling for benefits. Processing. Complete.

You have rolled a 1.

Congratulations! You gain the following effects.

+5% of a male strength

Ding! You are rolling for detriments. Processing. Complete.

You have rolled a 6.

Congratulations! You gain the following effects.

You are now a member of the female gender.

Ding! You have completed both rolls. [1] Stack will be used.

Remaining stacks - [3]

Benefit - +5% of a male strength.

Detriment - You are now a member of the female gender.

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I sighed, mentally of course. I felt no need to drown. After sighing once, I sigh again as I prepare for the pain that comes with a physical change to the body.

My face melts as my features “probably” become softer.

My entire skeleton creaks and cracks as it restructures itself to that of a female.

My muscles, organ and all sorts of bodily tissue are set on fire as the cells that make them up change their genetic gender from XY to XX.

Last but not least, I feel my pelvic region twist and retch in agony. I have no doubt that I am now missing a bone. No more extra bone jokes I guess.

I am fine with this. I mentally convince myself. Just treat it as completing all the routes of a RPG or VN. You were already a guy once, then you were a soul. That’s 2 out of 4 routes complete. Just gotta do the female perspective and the godly perspective and its [Game Complete].

Somewhere in the distance, I can hear the feminists protesting that it is an insult that being a woman is considered a detriment. But whatever, I didn’t like them anyways, equality is good and all but I’ll only believe in it when I see a girl cleaning the sewers.

Ugh. my brain is a complete mess, it feels like someone ripped out the wiring and restuffed it. I can’t deal with this any more. I am not going to do anymore physical changes using my skill, if I have to face anymore pain, my mind will break. Thus, I decided to sleep or rather I decide to “hibernate” until it is time for me to be born.

Months pass and I can slowly feel the changes my body is experiencing during the time I am awake. What used to be a comfortable space has now become a constricting prison. I can feel that my time of birth is near.

It is happening.

I feel the walls around me tightening and clench.

It is time for me to go out into the world.

I am extremely excited.

What will my new home look like, I wonder.

What do my parents look like, I wonder.

What sights will I be able to see?

What sounds will I be able to hear?

What scents will I be able to smell?

It is a blur, all I remember are the walls crushing and pushing me. My very soul feels as if a Boa Constrictor is crushing it.

(AN: I have an entire paragraph on being pushed by vaginal muscles, with first hand experiences from my aunt who recently gave birth, but I decided that was too weird… be grateful it is not put here. lololol XD)

Finally, I can feel a very soft breeze on the top of my head, not long after I am wrapped in a blanket, finally being able to breath makes me cry out in relief. for some reason, wailing out my lungs feels extraordinarily good. I cry and wail like there is no tomorrow.

World, tremble before me. For I have arrived.

I’m being melodramatic, but better thoughts have never been thought by a newborn baby. For my first thought in my new home, it is truly worthy. I feel like a demon king, but eh, it’s all the same. The darkness that I am so familiar with suddenly turns bright red, I feel the sun’s rays or whatever it was called here, unleash beams of UV light onto my exposed face. I must be careful about my exposure to the sun, it would not do to develop skin cancer in this world. Forget about chemotherapy, they’d probably burn me for being cursed by a witch or something.

Finally done with all my random thoughts, I open my eyes.