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Question: Write a POV transformation story of the human reader turning into Sora from Kingdom Hearts III, complete with reality change (the real world becoming the world of Kingdom Hearts III), gender change (if the reader is a female before the transformation), instant clothes change, rapid age change (becoming 15 years old rather than being older or younger), reality change (the reader's real world becoming the world of Kingdom Hearts), and mind/mental change (with the reader's personality and memories quickly being completely replaced with Sora's personality and memories, despite the reader's best efforts on fighting off the mental changes, making the reader completely forget his previous self and only remember being a heroic and kindhearted keyblade wielder named Sora). For Sora's Kingdom Hearts III appearance (after the reader turned into him), he is a 15 year old boy who wears a black v-neck t-shirt with white hemming, black shorts with gray pockets like Dream Drop Distance held on by red straps similar to Kingdom Hearts II. Unlike previous outfits, his shorts are tight around his calves. He wears a longer black hooded jacket with red hemming, gray pockets with white hemming, and red flannel flaps that are held down by a series of yellow buttons. His shoes have the opposite color scheme of Dream Drop Distance with the ankle and tongue of the shoe folded down, and a single black strap. His gray fingerless gloves come to a v on his hands and are just short of his elbow. The gloves have red hemming, a yellow strap around the wrist, and a silver circle plate on the back of the hand like in Kingdom Hearts. His hair is significantly shorter and less spiky (although it is still spiky), and he continues to wear his signature crown necklace. Like most typical heroes, Sora is brave and heroic, impulsively risking his own life for people he doesn't know and is loyal to a fault. Despite everything that he has endured throughout his journey, Sora retains his upbeat and optimistic attitude. He shows little tolerance for cowardice and selfishness but is ultimately forgiving of those that are sorry for their actions. Sora has a remarkable capacity to forgive, even to those who have harmed him and his friends. The story would be that the reader has found a keyblade in or around his apartment room or suburban home, and as the reader hold onto the keyboard, the blinding light engulfed the reader, causing the whole transformation to occur. After the physical transformation, the reader tries his best on fighting off the new memories and personality (such as calling for his friends/family and/or shaking his head in a vain attempt to loose those new memories/personality), but to no avail as he begins to forget his mundane life and remember his new life as Sora. Near the end of the story (and long after the transformation ended), Sora would briefly remember/thought of his previous life as a mundane person, but he soon forgets about it as he knows that he has always been Sora and he knows that his mundane life as a mundane person was all just a dream, not reality, and Sora is happy to know that his life is the only true life. There should also be quotes from the characters in this story so we know what they're saying and what they're thinking. Also, it is a POV reader story, so it should not be in an author's point of view (my, I, mine, etc), and it should be from the point of view of the reader (you, your, etc).
You've just come home from a long day at work when something shiny catches your corner of your eye sitting inconspicuously on your coffee table. Curious, you shuffled over and quickly recognized it as Sora's keyblade from the popular video game, Kingdom Hearts III. An odd bit of decoration, you thought, picking it up with a laugh – you don't remember buying or receiving it. The moment you wrapped your hand around the keyblade, a blinding light engulfed and stretched you. There was a tugging sensation, working its way outward from your core, shifting and remolding you. Your clothes flickered like an unstable TV signal and then solidified into a black and red, hooded jacket, and shorts. Your hands slipped into gray fingerless gloves, a small silver plate gleaming on the back of your hands. There's a faint whiff of metal and leather. In the mirror nearby, your appearance startled you. Black spiky hair replaced your usual hair, a boyish face that wasn't yours stared back, along with startling blue eyes. You felt... you were younger? Like you had regressed back to being a teenager. To be exact, a 15-year-old boy: Sora from Kingdom Hearts III. But it wasn't just your body. Your house started to change. The beige walls of your living room began to dissolve away, revealing the vast landscapes of Kingdom Hearts, your home undergoing a drastic metamorphosis to a place you've seen only in a video game. The blasts of sea air, the shrill cries of gulls; you could hear it all so vividly. It was a reality shift, a complete change. Even your memories began to morph, forcing you into a mental struggle. You fought against the intrusion, repeating the names of your loved ones, reminders of who you were, even as they started to fade, replaced with names like Riku, Kairi, and Donald Duck. An overwhelming sensation of worry over friends, a need to help and protect. These emotions weren't yours, but they were now, your old personality rapidly being erased. "Sora! We must hurry!" a familiar voice called out. It was Donald from afar. Slowly, the echoes of your real past dulled further, tucking away somewhere unreachable. As days turned to nights, finally a temporary calm overcame. In the silence, you remembered something. A faint echo of your previous life fluttered, but you shook your head, attributing it to a dream. "It was just a dream, not reality," you assured yourself. Those memories belonged to a different person, a different world. Now, your name is Sora, a keyblade wielder of the world Kingdom Hearts. It seems this is your true reality now, and you felt a lightness in accepting it. With a newfound excitement, a wistful smile plastered on your face as you held the keyblade firm - ready to face any heartless that stand in your way.
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