You stay a Man.

A huge astral body, floated in the void.

You had an innate sense that this astral body was the worlds representation of you.

It's features were in flux, slowly morphing between various variations. One moment it was huge and muscular, the next lithe and refined with a hint of femininity.

What you currently were wasn't really clear, it was in a superposition of many states as as the rules began taking effect.

This was entirely unexpected, the rulebook had never felt like this before.

"Old-rule: I am a high 8/10 physically by university standards, but that's only with a lot of work to achieve it." #Will have me looking very nice but will need to put some work in gym, clothes is how I'm imagining it.

Reality seemed to churn, contemplating the rule, contemplating you.

Through your connection to the rulebook, you could feel it's consideration of the facts of this new world.

Half of your new class were going to be Women, the clear majority of any gender. Therefore any new student was most likely to be female, you were going to be a new student.

But the rulebook doesn't change things without a reason. You were currently a man and that provided a certain level of resistance against any change to that.

You felt the world push against you, but after a moment it abated and you survived with your masculinity attached.

"Old-Rule: Character archetypes are common: amazons, bimbo's, jocks, big titty goth girls, ugly bastards, short stacks etc." #Normal people still exist. You can be only a bit of an archetypes bit mostly normal, you can have hybrid archetypes. There are many sub archetypes, muscle mommy amazon. Exceptions are common (Tech genius with the bimbo bod)

Oh shit...