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Before reading, please remember I am not the owner of FFXI. I am no part of SE (SquareEnix). Also, this story is about a man who has to pretend he's a woman. He doesn't get surgery or anything, but if stuff like that offends you please do not read. This story may also contain people who are attracted to the same sex, I'm not sure yet but this is just a warning. I'll let you know before anything is done.

Thanks for reading! Please tell me what I can improve and point out any grammar/spelling mistakes you find!

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I looked at my reflection in the water and sighed. Why did fate do this to me? I could barely even see my eyes through this head gear. It was what some called an "Iron Musketeer's Armet", it looked cool but unlike everyone else who wore it, I had to have it on at all times in public. I could hear people talking all around me, though I couldn't possibly catch a word of it. The area was full of Tarutaru and female Mithra, though you'd see the rare Galka, Hume, and even Elvaan go by. I was in the nation of Windurst. "Windurst Woods" to be more exact. I stood up and headed towards the residential area, that's where my home was. Two Tarutaru and a Hume ran by me as I walked to my home, but I wasn't alarmed. It was very common to see people running, everyone seems to be in a rush these days. I myself walked, I was in no hurry to get home.

As I walked through a tunnel I was welcomed by many homes, most looked the same and were the same size. If it wasn't for the numbers I probably would have walked into the wrong place by now. I entered my house, and the first thing I noticed was my fish tank. Luckily fish weren't able to show anger, because I once again forgot to feed them. They could wait, however, because if this head gear was on any longer I was going to freak. I took it off and threw it on my bed, revealing my brownish orange hair and blue eyes. It's common for Mithra to have brownish orange hair, however it's not common for us to look masculine . As you may know, I'm not like most Mithra.

Male Mithra are what you may call a "rare find". There aren't many of us, so we're forced to stay in the ancient rainforest of Elshimo to breed. The female Mithra are free to leave, most live in Windurst with the Tarutaru. I myself didn't want to become some breeding machine, I wasn't like that. I wanted to hunt, I wanted to help with the fight against the beastmen. Of course the only way to do that was to pretend to be female, which wasn't very easy. Luckily my voice isn't very deep, so it's not too hard to make it sound feminine. I also wear heavy armor to hide I have no chest, and head gear that covers my whole face so no one can see I look masculine. Not many know I'm really a male, I guess it's because there's few I can really trust.

This is my story.