A Chance To Change // COD MWII x Reader
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Ongoing, First published Jan 02, 2024
The last thing you remember was dying. So why are you here?? In a woman's body you don't know of that somehow looks like you but not. In a place you thought you could never be in. The world that you thought was fiction turns into a reality for you.  
But seeing him, you had a goal. A goal to change the story.
Hopefully you don't die in the process

COD MWII x Reader Insert

!!CONTAIN COD MWIII SPOILERS!!
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Hi! This is my first time writing fanfics or even stories. I am still learning how to do this ahaha.. So there will be times in the story that are confusing or a lot of of grammar and spelling mistakes in this story. Do comment on the parts you read don't make sense, I'm open to any criticize and I'll try my best to improve :D
This will also be a bit of a slow burn.. Since I do have moments where I am busy or incapable of doing things.
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