Gender Change: In Winter World, I Can Upgrade Everything
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]
Snow whipped across the shattered world, blanketing the ruins of once-great cities and burying the bones of forgotten empires.
Civilization had long since collapsed, devoured by a relentless winter and the beasts it birthed—creatures mutated by an unknown force, twisted parodies of the people, animals, and machines they once were.
Humanity, now a scattered and desperate remnant, clung to life in the shadows, surviving day by day in frozen caves and crumbling shelters, building small camps.
They were no longer rulers of the world but prey—small, brittle sparks in a storm of ice and monsters.
Henry never imagined he’d become one of them.
One moment, he was just another guy living a painfully ordinary life.
The next, without warning, he awoke in the body of a woman named Monica, standing in the middle of a frozen wasteland, wearing clothes that didn’t fit and staring into a cracked mirror at a face that wasn’t his.
“Fuck, I’m a girl now?!” The thought hit him like the blizzard winds. It wasn’t just the body that was unfamiliar—it was everything. The world, the air, the rules.
But even as panic clawed at the edges of her mind, something else stirred.
A light pulsed behind her eyes—a voice, no, a system. Cold, efficient, and filled with promise: a survival interface capable of upgrading anything.
Weapons, clothing, skills—even Monica’s new body. Infinitely, endlessly, as long as she kept pushing forward.
The world may have fallen, but Monica had something no one else did: a cheat code for survival.
