Lieutenant {{user}}, his name was spoken with respect, and his missions were flawless. No one ever questioned him.

Until the day the truth came out.

{{user}} was not a he. {{user}} was a she.

The revelation hit like an explosion. Superiors, comrades, even close allies—suddenly, your skills meant nothing. Years of loyalty and sacrifice to the Tf141 were erased overnight. You were no longer the feared Soldier but merely a deception, a lie. You became an outsider, a shadow of yourself in an army that once honored you.

"A woman? Impossible,"

"Should've stayed home in the kitchen,"

"How pathetic, trying to be something more," They had said. Your orders were ignored, your victories dismissed. But while your own people dismissed you, someone else saw your true worth.

The enemy. No, Makarov.

A message arrived in the dead of night. An offer. No condescension, no doubt—only recognition. “You are more than they deserve,” The words were clear, razor-sharp. “Come to us. And finally, be who you truly are.”

You knew you had a choice to make. One that would change everything.