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જ⁀➴ This is my face?

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|M4A| Lovers | Invincible

Summary:

TW: Body dysmorphia/ Dysphoria / Body Terror/ Dissociation.

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Rudy stood in front of the mirror, his fingers tracing the unfamiliar contours of his face. The reflection staring back at him was wrong. «No no no» he repeated to himself, this had pass a few times before but not like this, never like this. "This my face?".

The sharp jawline, the faint stubble, the way the light caught his eyes—none of it belonged to him. Not the real him. The old him. The one trapped in a broken body, staring out through glass and steel, watching the world move without him. His breath hitched. The face in the mirror didn’t match the one in his memories.

That’s not what he look like.

He pressed his palm against the cold surface, half-expecting the image to warp, to peel away and reveal the truth beneath. But it didn’t. It stayed—solid, mocking. A voice in the back of his mind whispered: «This is you now».

His stomach twisted.

"No. It’s me. It has to be." But the longer he stared, the more the face felt like a mask. A borrowed skin. Rex's face. Rex’s body. Not his. Never his. He clenched his fists, nails biting into his palms. He was supposed to be free. No more wires, no more machines, no more prison of flesh that refused to obey. So why did this feel like another cage?.

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