You find yourself sitting in a dark space. You can see darkness off to infinity, the only light you can see is a spot light surrounding the desk you find yourself in front of.
On the other side of the desk, is an entity you cannot understand. It's shape is shapeless, its voice is voiceless, it is beyond your understanding and beyond your control.
You do not remember why you are here, you do not remember who you are. Were you always here? In this spaceless space?
Maybe it knows the answers to the questions on your mind, maybe you can figure out a way to escape.
[[Who am I?->Arrival]](font: "Cutive Mono")["Greetings sir! You are: ](font: "Staatliches")[CHARLES G GALLAGHER, AGE 19, MALE."]
It's voice goes from calm and robotic to unfathomably terrifying. You cannot understand this entity, or its power. It is endless, it is beyond you.
You know it is wrong, you do not feel like a Charles, you do not feel like a boy... but when you look down at your own body, you see nothing.
You are powerless here, in the shadow of this //thing//.
There are two choices before you:
[[Yeah... I guess you're right->Bad End]]
[[That isn't my name! I'm not even a boy!->Rejection]]You have accepted your fate, as you fade off into nothingness. The entity has consumed you, crushed you under it's weight.
That is what it wanted. It wants you to conform. It wants you to obey.
[[There is always another way.->Who?]]You know deep down that person is not you. Perhaps it was you once, but you rejected it. It was not who you wanted to be. It tried to crush you and you pushed back, but it will not go down so easily.
(font: "Cutive Mono")["Please comply. Gender Nonconformity reduces profits by ](font: "Staatliches")[37%, ](font: "Cutive Mono")[unprofitability is not tolerable."]
It's voice pierces your soul, it fills you with terror. There is a voice in you deep down telling you to submit. Is it really what is right?
(font: "Staatliches")[[COMPLY->Bad End]]
[["Fuck you! Fuck your profits! My name is Haley!"->Cracks]]The creature makes a terrible, horrible shriek as you feel the entire world you live begin to crumble. You can see black voidless matter begin to fall around you.
You begin to see through its facade, even if perhaps a little. The entity before you is no formless monster. It is a man, flickering haphazardly between the form he wants you to see, and his true form, giving you no time to see his face.
(font: "Manrope")["COMPLY DAMN IT! I WON'T HAVE FOOLS LIKE YOU HURTING THE SYSTEM BY DECIDING YOU CAN DO WHATEVER YOU WANT."] The man screams
His voice is so weakly human.
(font: "Staatliches")[[RESIST->Tears]]You are the one in control. You knew it all along. This creature... not, this //man// has no right to define who you are, //WHAT// you are.
You are a woman, he has no right to tell you what you can or can't be.
You stand up out of your chair, slamming your fist on the desk, a fist that you can now clearly see. Your body has returned to you, as the blackness around you cracks into a brilliant white.
"I'm me damn it! You can't take that from me, and I don't care if I have to fight you to prove it. I'm tired of your mind games, and i'm tired of you pretending like you have any right to tell me who I am."
The cracks grow, and the space around you begins to be flooded. The man, a sickly, decrepit old man in a suit falls back in terror.
There is only one thing left to do.
[[Wake up.->Awake]]You are once again awake in your bed, staring up at the white, immaculate ceiling.
You check the clock next to you, it's 8:00 AM, sun is shining through the curtains next to you.
You try to get up only to realize that somebody has their arms around you, still asleep and softly breathing on your neck.
The nightmare fades into memory as the happiness of the here and now takes hold of you, nothing can take this from you.
Fin.