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Rin Replaced (BL)

Tragically, Rin Grace - just your average person going about their day - was caught in a terrible accident. Amidst a heated argument, he stumbled and fell into oncoming traffic, causing a car to hit him, knocking him unconscious. At the same time, in another world, Misha Minari, an assassin, was shot. Fortunately, Misha woke up in a hospital bed, where he was greeted by an unfamiliar face standing beside him. "You seem to be fine. Next time, don't run out in front of my car. I will be handling the bill. Take care, Mr. Grace." He says as the door closes behind him. The man who just left was Jay Fenrick, the Crown Prince himself. Misha was feeling very confused and uncertain. He looked around, trying to make sense of his surroundings, but it was all too bewildering. Suddenly, he noticed something strange - his hands looked different. In fact, they didn't even seem like his own hands at all. Misha rushed over to a nearby mirror, and, to his horror, he saw a stranger staring back at him. It was clear that he was no longer in his own body, and he was now someone else entirely. What happened to the original Rin Grace? How did Misha end up as the Crown Prince's bodyguard, and what will Misha do now? Uploads Mon, Wed, Fri.

Tiffanie_Rose · LGBT+
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It's Time: Part 1

Jay

"So, where should we start?" Anon asks as he shoves a spoonful of lasagna in his mouth.

"Let's start chronologically. Let's put everything in order. It'll help with the timeline and piecing everything together." I say.

"Do you have a whiteboard or something down in your basement, shitty uncle?" Anon asks Dr. Quin.

"Hush, but yes I do. Luckily I'm not using it. Parker, can you go down and grab it?" Dr. Quin asks Parker who has been eagerly eating his dinner.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah." Parker says as he shoves the last of his food in his mouth.

I guess Anon must have made Parker carry most of the bags up the mountain. Well, that makes sense. Anon is a wimp. 

Parker quickly returns with the whiteboard and sets up next to Anon. It almost looked like a husband fetching his wife's purse for her. Whipped.