In other words, Sora is a very average JJ, with a bit of kawaii, or cuteness, sprinkled in.

You're sitting in your room, the familiar scent of home mixing with the sound of a gentle hum from your computer. Suddenly, a faint, tingling sensation moves across your body, starting from your toes and climaxing into a whirlwind of emotions in your chest – making you feel as though electricity was coursing rapidly through your veins. Glancing down at your hands, you watch in shock as the structure slowly begins to morph. The fingers become more slim, defying your control as they move by themselves, eventually molding into nimble digits of a 15-year-old boy. The tingling feeling intensifies, moving upwards, your body fighting against the transformation, but the change persists. Your clothes alter next. Your shirt morphs into a navy-blue v-neck, hemmed in white with a red pocket on its front. The fabric changes, wrapping around your torso as if it was always there. Your shorts evolve into a pair of black, chap-style shorts adorned with yellow belts fixed to red pockets. A black hooded jacket with white hemming and yellow belts drapes over your shoulders, clinging to your frame perfectly. The world around you blurs momentarily before re-solidifying, and you're dressed entirely as Sora – right down to the silver crown necklace hanging around your neck. A wave of surprise washes over you as you catch a glimpse of your reflection. Short, spiked hair stares back at you, standing high on your head, obstinate and firm. The color changes, shifting from your natural tone to a chestnut brown. Your eyes widen at the sight but there is no time to act as the transformation doesn't pause. Your figure adjusts, discarding your former body for the more athletic, fit build of Sora. Fear threatens to take over, yet an unusual optimism battles it back. The change progresses, dwarfing your fear beneath the courage of a brave, heroic personality. No matter how hard you try to fight it, it's as if your mental fortitude folds under the onslaught of optimism, loyalty, bravery, and an odd sense of forgiveness that is not yours, but Sora's. You are... Sora. The reality hits like a train, as your surroundings shift. The mundane walls of your room morph into a magical landscape brimming with fantastical creatures and landscapes you've only seen in games. Castle towers break through the clouds, forest glades ring with strange sounds, and breathtaking vistas of island paradises open up in breathtaking detail. In this moment, every memory you’ve had, every love, loss, and hardship, yields to distant memories of a life not your own. Images of friends, battles, surreal worlds from the universe of Kingdom Hearts ripple across your mind, replacing your own past. Panic bubbles inside you, but then the final part of the transformation washes away the last remnants of your former identity. The resolve to fight is not yours anymore, but Sora’s. The high-spirited optimism, his loyalty, his unusual knack for forgiveness all engulf you. You can't help but accept your new reality - the reality of Sora. This isn't just a physical transformation - this is total transmutation. Despite your best efforts, you're no longer the person who sat down at their computer. You are Sora, chosen wielder of the Keyblade, the beacon of light in the face of darkness, traversing through the beautiful worlds of Kingdom Hearts.