Exiting the tunnel and jolting upright in a brightly lit, white-painted room I take the opportunity to observe myself and my surroundings. Blindingly bright lights. A room with multiple beds each accompanied by beeping machines with most occupied by a person of varied race and gender. My body, dressed only in a gown, was wayyy skinnier than it was before the spaghetti incident, and from what I can tell fairly tall too. Nothing extreme, but not below 6 feet. 'Hopefully, that means I might have a more successful love life. hihihi.'
Monstrous Hero (Fan-fic with same name will be my future upload source
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