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+# II. THE BIRTH OF A LIE  
+*How a Man Became a Mask*
+
+It did not begin with violence.  
+It began with *loss*.
+
+A man—once clever, once praised—felt the ground shift beneath his feet.  
+A challenge. A confrontation. A collapse of control.  
+He argued. He failed.  
+He was seen.
+
+And in that moment, instead of facing his defeat like a man of dignity...  
+He fled it.
+
+Not with silence. Not with growth.  
+But with costume.
+
+He did not seek redemption. He sought disguise.  
+He did not choose humility. He chose a new persona.  
+One that would shield him not just from consequence—but from recognition.
+
+He studied pain like a scientist studies contagion:  
+To learn its symptoms.  
+To fake its presence.  
+To mimic it so perfectly that no one would dare ask if it was real.
+
+He borrowed the voice of a woman.  
+Not to honor her—but to hide behind her.
+
+He chose the symbols of survival.  
+Not to amplify truth—but to smother it.
+
+He began to write. To speak. To cry.  
+Each gesture rehearsed. Each revelation strategic.  
+He laced his narrative with trembling detail—  
+All the while *evading his original sin*.
+
+This is not the story of a transition.  
+This is not the journey of healing.  
+This is a ritual of *cowardice* dressed as empathy.
+
+And in this mythic autopsy, we see it clearly:  
+A man who could not bleed—  
+So he painted himself in the wounds of others.
+
+He did not become a woman.  
+He became a lie.
+
+And from that lie…  
+He built a world.