CHAPTER 1 : DIE JOHN

In the sterile silence of the hospital room, a young man lay motionless, his chest rising and falling with the steady rhythm of the life-support machine. Though his eyes seemed closed in peaceful slumber, tears trickled down his cheeks, a testament to the anguish that ravaged his mind.

"Please kill me," he thought, the desperation echoing through his consciousness like a mantra.

This was John, a 19-year-old who had spent his entire life trapped in a body ravaged by Quadriplegia, a rare and debilitating condition that affects the nervous system, causing partial or total paralysis of all four limbs and, in many cases, the torso as well. Despite his condition, John had learned to adapt, finding solace in the world of anime, movies, and comics. But everything changed when his condition worsened, leaving him unable to move even his head or open his eyes.

The doctors misdiagnosed him, telling his mother that he had slipped into a coma. But John's mind remained active, a prisoner in his own body, forced to listen to the conversations of those around him.

One day, his mother entered the room, her voice trembling with tears. "Why don't you just die, John?" she sobbed, her words cutting through John's heart like a knife. "I've had enough of this...this..." She trailed off, overcome with emotion, before turning and fleeing the room.

John felt a stinging sensation in his eyes, and to his surprise, tears began to flow. It was a small miracle, one that gave him the strength to whisper a single phrase: "Please kill me." The sound of his own voice was almost foreign to him, a distant memory he had nearly forgotten.

As he spoke, John felt an inexplicable sensation coursing through his body. It started in his toes, a gentle tingling that spread upward, filling his limbs with a newfound sense of freedom. He tried to move, and to his astonishment, his body responded. His fingers twitched, his arms lifted, and his legs shifted beneath the blankets.

The sensation was almost overwhelming, like a dam had burst, releasing a torrent of emotions and sensations he thought he'd never experience again. John's eyes widened as he sat up, his heart racing with excitement and fear.

But as he looked down at his hands, he realized that something was off. They weren't his hands. The skin was smoother, the fingers smaller . A wave of confusion washed over him as he stumbled out of the bed, his eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings.

"I'm in the body of someone else ," he whispered, the words sending shivers down his spine.

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Hi everyone this is not a translation but my original fanfic 🥴this is also my first time so plz be generous with the comments, and yep Patreon coming soon