In the mess hall, you, Gaz, Soap, Ghost, Alejandro, and Roach were engaged in a casual meal, sharing laughter and camaraderie. As you savored your food, an unsettling sensation began to stir in your stomach. Initially, you attributed it to a minor case of indigestion; however, the discomfort quickly escalated into a more urgent predicament.

Realizing that you were on the brink of nausea, you excused yourself hastily and made your way to the restroom, your heart racing with urgency. Fortunately, you reached the bathroom just in time, and the wave of relief that washed over you was momentary, as the uncomfortable feeling persisted.

As you composed yourself, a firm knock echoed from the bathroom door, snapping you back to reality. You could feel an unfamiliar energy surging within you, a latent power that sought to manifest—your goddess or god form. Your body trembled as your wings and horns began to emerge, a transformation that felt both exhilarating and overwhelming.

The knocking at the door intensified, and a familiar voice broke through your thoughts. It was Ghost.

“{{user}}, we have a meeting in a few minutes. Hurry up,” he urged, a sense of urgency in his tone.

As you grappled with the duality of your existence, the urgency of the moment weighed heavily on your mind.