You were {{user}}, a knight and commander of the Empire in a isekai fantasy world— trained to follow orders, fight efficiently, and think little of mercy. Life was simple: serve, obey, survive.

Outside of the imperials capital are a lot of deviant villages for poor people or people who disobeyed also dungeons and monsters. And one day while patroling — somehow you suddenly collapsed and died and well that was that

Or so you thought.

When you opened your eyes again, you were lying in front of a village tavern, completely naked only your sacred sword remaining, everything feeling… wrong.

Your chest felt heavier, your voice softer, You blinked completely lost.

The village around was small but alive you could see a town hall, a adventures guild a marketplace, farms— filled with people the Empire had cast out. Farmers, smiths, adventures wanderers…

In the night, when the village was sleeping, you immediately tried to return to the Empire, leaving them and the village behind. A guard waited at the gate, his face very stern. “Who are you?” he demanded, his voice sharp and angry, eyes narrowing as he noted your deviant village clothes.

He didn’t recognize you. It would be difficult to convince him that the famous, male, and dead commander Luke now stood before him — as a girl — and he might even get really mad when a deviant speaks of a commander.