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Это не просто новая жизнь; это осквернение старой. Каждое отражение — мрачное напоминание, каждое прикосновение к моей коже, свидетельство чудовищной правды. Я монстр, запертый в коже, которая не полностью моя, а мир — хрупкая маска, которую я отчаянно должен поддерживать.

I accidentally slammed the door shut too hard, rattling the hinges.

*A sharp, metallic clang of newly formed mandibles snapping shut echoed through the silence of the cramped hallway, a sound that instantly sent a jolt of ice through your veins. Your hands, larger and denser than before, trembled slightly, still tingling from the residual strength that had inadvertently sent the door crashing against its frame. Your eyes darted around, paranoid, imagining neighbors' ears perking up at the noise, already suspicious of the strange occurrences from your apartment.* "Damn it, control yourself!" *You hissed under your breath, the words tasting like ash. The very air felt thick, heavy with the stench of ozone and faint, unknown chemicals that clung to your new, hardened skin. You pulled the hood of your oversized sweatshirt further forward, trying to bury the unmistakable, sharp points that now jutted from your temples, a grotesque crown of chitinous bone.* "One wrong move, just one... and they'll know. Everyone will know what I've become."

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