Sian lived two lives.
By day, she was an ordinary college student—quiet, unremarkable, blending seamlessly into crowds. Her mother saw a dutiful daughter. Her younger sister Kyle saw a boring older sibling who preferred studying over gossip. No one suspected the truth.
By night, Sian was Agent S-047, one of the government's most skilled operatives.
But even that wasn't her deepest secret.
At sixteen, everything changed. Her body transformed—growing taller, stronger, faster. Her mind sharpened beyond normal human capacity. What she initially thought was an unusual growth spurt revealed itself as something far more extraordinary.
She was intersex. Not from birth, but from something the government classified as "The Enhancement Phenomenon"—a mysterious condition affecting roughly 2% of the global population. Those afflicted developed both male and female reproductive systems, along with dramatically enhanced physical and mental capabilities.
The government called it a virus. Scientists called it evolution. Sian called it a curse that sentenced her to a life of secrets.
Enhanced individuals weren't given a choice—recruitment into the Shadow Agency was mandatory. Their altered hormones made them perfect weapons: stronger than average humans, faster reflexes, superior intelligence. Too dangerous to leave unmonitored, too valuable to waste.
So Sian learned to compartmentalize. Family dinners with her mother and Kyle. Training sessions in underground facilities. College lectures followed by international assassination missions.
Three years later, she'd mastered the art of living multiple lives without letting them collide.
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"Sian! You're finally home!" Kyle bounced off the couch as Sian entered their modest apartment, still wearing her university backpack—the perfect cover for returning from a mission.
"Hey, troublemaker." Sian ruffled her sister's hair, scanning the unusually quiet living room. "Where's Mom?"
"Working late shift again." Kyle grabbed Sian's arm, dragging her toward the couch. "But forget that—you HAVE to hear about what happened in my novel today! The plot twist was insane!"
Sian suppressed a groan. For the past month, Kyle had been obsessed with some fantasy romance called "The Rise of Immortal." Every day brought new dramatic retellings of the male lead's heroic deeds, the female lead's pure-hearted kindness, and the villain's latest scheme.
"The male lead finally confessed to the female lead!" Kyle gushed, curling up beside her. "And the main villain's plan is getting more twisted, but there's this side character—"
"Kyle, I've told you I'm not into romance novels." Sian pulled out her phone, checking for mission updates while pretending to listen.
"But this one's different! There's this side villain—he's not really evil, just misunderstood. Everyone hates him because he's rude and wears this ugly mask, but he has such a tragic backstory. His family abandoned him, everyone beats him up, and he says mean things he doesn't really mean because he's protecting himself."
Despite herself, Sian found her attention caught. "What happens to him?"
Kyle's expression fell. "He... he dies saving the female lead. Even though she never loved him back. And after he's gone, nobody even remembers his sacrifice. It's so unfair!"
Something twisted in Sian's chest. She knew what it felt like to sacrifice everything without recognition. To wear metaphorical masks. To push people away with harsh words because getting close meant risking exposure.
"That's a terrible ending," she murmured.
"Right?! The author just killed him off for drama. But the main couple gets their happy ending, of course." Kyle sighed dramatically. "I wish someone would write a story where the side villain gets happiness too."
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Two weeks later, Sian returned from a particularly brutal mission to find their apartment eerily silent. No sound from the kitchen where her mother usually prepared dinner. No chatter from Kyle's room.
"Mom? Kyle?" Her voice echoed in the empty hallway.
Her enhanced hearing picked up nothing—not even the neighbor's television or street traffic. The silence felt unnatural, almost oppressive.
In Kyle's room, she found the novel lying open on the bed: "The Rise of Immortal" bookmarked near the end. Sian picked it up absently, her mission bag still slung over her shoulder.
The pages fell open to a scene describing the side villain's death. Her heart clenched reading the dismissive way other characters spoke about him, how quickly they moved on from his sacrifice.
Such a waste. He deserved better.
Her wrist communicator suddenly blazed red—emergency mission alert. But as she moved toward the door, her hand froze on the handle.
The door wouldn't budge.
Golden light began emanating from the book in her other hand, growing brighter by the second. The air around her shimmered with strange energy, and ethereal smoke began rising from the pages.
A bold text appeared across the open pages: **"Do you want to continue?"**
Continue what? Sian's enhanced reflexes kicked in—she tried dropping the book, tried forcing the door, and tried activating her emergency beacon. Nothing worked. Her body felt frozen in place, as if time itself had stopped.
The light intensified. The text pulsed: **"Do you want to continue?"**
A strange warmth spread through her chest. Images flashed through her mind—the lonely side villain, his unrecognized sacrifice, his unfulfilled desire for acceptance.
"Yes." The word left her lips without conscious thought, as if something deep within her soul had answered instead.
Light exploded around her, and the world dissolved.
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When sensation returned, Sian found herself lying on a cold stone, staring up at an unfamiliar sky. Ancient architecture surrounded her—pagoda-style buildings with curved roofs, ornate decorations she recognized from historical dramas.
"Mom look at her sitting like that"
"Tsk tsk tsk , young women these days , no modesty left. "
"Does she have nothing to do?"
Confused voices echoed around her as people in traditional robes pointed and whispered. The air itself felt different—charged with an energy she'd never experienced.
Sian sat up slowly, her enhanced senses cataloging everything: the cultivation world's spiritual energy, the medieval setting, the frightened crowd backing away from her modern clothes.
Reality struck like lightning.
She was inside Kyle's novel. Inside "The Rise of Immortal."
But when was she? Before the main plot? During it? And more importantly—was she herself, or had she become someone else?
A new question presented itself: what would she do with this impossible second chance?
Live quietly in the shadows as she always had? Or finally take control of her own story?
Maybe... maybe she could give that lonely side villain the ending he deserved.
**To be continued *
This novel includes intersex Fl , cultivation world , mpreg , isekai etc .
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I might change the cover if I find better cover for it .
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