Kujou Sara was in the midst of writing her weekly report for the Tenryou Commission. Things had begun to take a peaceful turn ever since the vision hunt decree was lifted. Her duties including the hunt of vision bearers and constant military supervision had also came to a halt.
Honestly, she liked this peaceful era Inazuma was entering, but it would surely take some time to get used to. You could never let your guard down even in the most unthreatening situations.
She looked over at the clock hanging on the wall and realized it would soon be time for dinner. Today was uneventful as the previous few days. She didn't hate it, but she wished for something different to happened since everything was starting to get rather boring.
She finished writing her report and set the paperwork aside. She was just about to get up from her seat as she suddenly felt a minor headache brewing up.
She decided to ignore it, but quickly realized that it was a mistake as the headache kept getting more and more intense. She groaned as she clutched the side of her head in her hand. Her vision was also starting to blur and she felt like she was going to pass out.
But she was the General of the Tenryou Commission, a headache wouldn't be enough to bring her down. She withstood the pain through her incredible resilience. Soon, she felt the pain and the blur fading away.
Her breathing was heavy and her body felt strange in a way she couldn't describe. She gradually started to regain composure of herself and immediately noticed what was wrong.
She was in a completely different place from her office that she was in just moment ago.
"What the-" Sara was shocked yet again when a different voice escaped from her lips. She instinctively put her hand over her mouth trying to understand if it was just her imagination.
"My voice-" No, this was definitely not her voice. She would not mistakes ber own voice even in a dream.
Sara's attention quickly went on to her body and only now did she realize that she wasn't even in her body.
'How could this be!?' It took her only a split second to realize whose body she was in. With the voice she now possessed, the clothes she was wearing and the place she was in, it was no doubt that she was somehow in the body of none other than...
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