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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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Jay

"Excuse me, miss? I would like to go downstairs. However, I want to try walking with the walker. Can you follow me with the wheelchair just in case?" I ask my caretaker as she finishes cleaning my room.

"Of course your highness." She replies instantly.

I have been getting better at supporting my weight. I can stand for a longer period as well. Ethan has been coming for my physical therapy twice a day now. I think I am improving quickly. I wasn't even able to hold up my weight before. I wonder how much longer it will take for me to recover.

I managed to make it to the elevator without any problems. I'm fucking exhausted though. I need to build up my stamina again. I just want to make it to the backyard without the wheelchair. That will be the farthest I've made it.

"Jay!" A woman's voice calls out to me.

I turn to see who it is and I'm greeted by a beautiful face.