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Question: Write the POV transformation story of a 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 as Sora 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).
Feeling unusually tired from a long and mundane day of work, you decide to retire to your apartment room earlier than usual. As you prepare for sleep, in the corner of your eyes, you catch a shimmering gleam. Investigating, you find an oddly-shaped key, its appearance unlike any you've ever seen before. A cool feeling resonates from the object and without thinking, you pick it up. Almost instantly, everything around you is enveloped in an intense, disorienting white light. As the light fades, confusion sets in. You look down at yourself but the figure you see does not belong to you. A younger frame, wearing an ensemble of black shorts and a black v-neck t-shirt, with gray pockets adorning your attire. A longer black hooded jacket flutters in a nonexistent wind, the inner flaps of which are red flannel. Looking down, you observe shoes that sport an unfamiliar design, all while wearing gray fingerless gloves that reach just short of your elbows. The mirror's reflection confirms the bewildering change. Fifteen years old, considerably younger than what you were a moment ago. Spiky hair, noticeably shorter than before, tickles your forehead. A crown necklace hanging from your neck, the symbol all too familiar - it's Sora's. Your mind races, trying to make sense of the impossible. Closing your eyes, you try to shut out the confusion, but the images that flood your mind aren't yours. Unfamiliar memories, a different past, all start replacing your own. At first, you resist, trying to hold on to the facets of your true identity. Pictures of friends and family flash through your mind, accompanied by their laughter, their voices. But as much as you try, the battle is an uphill one. The memories of Sora's past; befriending Goofy and Donald Duck, journeying through different worlds, valiantly fighting against darkness, the love for his friends, it all overwhelms your senses. You try to shake your head, perhaps hoping to loose these intruding thoughts, desperately calling out names of your friends, your family, but soon, these names start to lose meaning, their faces becoming blurred images. You're fighting, but losing, the essence of Sora overpowering your own. Standing now in a world much different from your own, a realization seeps in. Your mundane life as you knew it fades away, like a dream disappearing in the morning light. Surprisingly, it was something you didn't dread. A rush of courage fills your heart; the fear fades away, replaced with an empowering sense of purpose. You are Sora, the hero, the kindhearted Keyblade wielder who bravely fought for others. A faint memory of your former life surfaces, but as quickly as it came, it vanishes. It feels like a long-forgotten dream, an echo of another reality. A soft smile graces your lips as you fully embrace your new reality. This was who you were, who you've always been - Sora.
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