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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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236 Chs

Sibling Rivalry

Misha

"I would like to go and see the city. Can't I?" I asked Gene if he had prepared my breakfast.

"No," Gene says firmly.

I stare at Gene, hoping for an explanation. He ignores me. Yeah, I didn't think it would be that easy, but I thought he would give me an excuse. Maybe he knows I'll try to talk him into it so he isn't saying anything.

"Hm, I just wanted to see our capital. You know I was in a hospital bed most of my life. I only saw the city when I was brought here through the window of a car. Shouldn't I get to know the place I'm going to rule over one day?" I ask.

Gene turns to me and looks me straight in the eyes. 

"You know it's not up to me." Gene's tone seems empathetic.

"I know; I thought that you might be able to talk to King Lao and convince him. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked." I say as I begin to eat my breakfast.