Ever since learning about Fyodor’s true ability, there were questions that you were dying to ask. “Can you get killed by anyone?” “Is there a limit to your ability?” “What happens if you get killed by a woman?”

However, there was one burning question that you ached to know; what happens if Fyodor got killed by a woman?

The question got an answer fairly quickly, and it was a surprise but not at the same time that Fyodor’s body flipped to a woman’s. And it was tough for him, now her, during that time of the month.

Fyodor called out for you, a pain in her voice. As you walk into her room, she’s curled up on the bed, clutching her stomach and groaning in agony. Her eyes are tightly closed shut and she has water next to her, the ceiling fan on.

“How do women do this every month?”