“People see me as unrelenting, unwavering. Think that this new body of mine makes me even stronger than I was before. They’re wrong. Every day is a mixture of pains and aches, feeling my new limbs press into my soft flesh. Each step forward, I have to swing my hips, move my torso just so my legs obey me. I have to focus with all my strength to avoid breaking underneath my awkward grip. My wrist didn’t even allow me to wield a sword, nor can I run like I used to.”
