The Journey of Survival in the Post-Apocalyptic World After Becoming a Beautiful Girl, Chapter 663

But now... the more I thought about it, the more a voice arose in my mind, completely opposed to what I consciously believed.

You're already a woman. Your body, your mind, your personality—they're all a woman's now. Stop denying it.

No... I'm still a man. I'm a man. My personality won't change. No matter what happens, I'm still me.

No, you're wrong. Your body has influenced your subconscious. You're already a woman.

That's impossible... No, I'm not. I...

Think about it. Since the apocalypse began, since your body changed like this, how much have you changed?

I...

Look at how you used to be... Calm, cold, taciturn. Even your thoughts were so feeble. You didn't care about anything, and you never got angry just because you were annoyed. You never dragged other people into it.

No... That's not true. No...

Look at yourself now...

No, stop...

Now you're impulsive and reckless, and your personality has become more and more uninhibited. You think nothing of anyone else, and you take your annoyance out on other people. How is that any different from a woman? Even now, you still insist you're a man...

"Stop talking!"

I shouted with my eyes closed, and the voice inside me instantly vanished. And yet... one sentence had been echoing in my mind from beginning to end.

Admit it... Why keep being stubborn?

"No... It shouldn't be like this. It can't be like this. This is impossible..."

I kept whispering those words to myself, but... my heart was gradually leaning toward that voice, beyond my control, beyond the reach of my conscious will.

Why? How could this... How was it possible?

My thoughts were a complete mess. The words kept repeating, over and over, like a sentence trapped in an endless loop, replaying endlessly, echoing through my