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Question: Write a 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).
You woke up to the sound of clinking metal on your wooden nightstand. Sitting up in bed, you squinted at the strange, glimmering weapon that had appeared seemingly out of nowhere. You reached out a wary hand, grasping the weapon that you instinctively knew was a keyblade, a strange feeling of familiarity washing over you. With a slight gasp, a blinding light engulfed your room. When you opened your eyes again, you were standing in front of a full-length mirror in a spacious apartment that you knew, somehow, was your own but you also knew wasn’t yours a moment ago. Studying your reflection, you saw a young man, no older than 15, looking back at you. You were wearing black shorts, a black V-neck shirt, and a hooded jacket with red hemming. You had silvery gloves on your hands, and your shoes were black with red and white accents, a color scheme opposite to the Dream Drop Distance you somehow remembered. What caught your attention most, however, was the necklace hanging around your neck - it was a charm in the shape of a silver crown. Your hair was less spiky than you thought it would be, but dark and full nonetheless. It was then you noticed the keyblade; it was glowing faintly with a kind of warmth that wasn't there before. Suddenly, memories began to flood your mind, memories that were clearly not yours. You were Sora, a brave and heroic keyblade wielder who journeyed through different worlds. You remembered battling countless Heartless and saving dear friends with a fiery determination. "No!" you shouted, clutching your head. You tried to call out to your family, friends, anyone who was real and not a figment of these new memories. Each plea seemed to bridge the reality of your previous life to that of Sora. "Stop!" you gasp, your voice echoing in your room. Your knees buckled beneath you, and your vision blurred with unshed tears. You struggled with the sudden influx of Sora's memories and personality, desperately clinging to your own. But no matter how hard you fought, the memories kept coming. You started remembering friends that you had never met, adventures you had never lived, and the love that you had for a family that was not yours. You remembered the sensation of the cool wind whipping past you as you whizzed through the air, keyblade in hand, ready to take on anything that came your way. And eventually, these new memories began to replace your own. At one point, you remembered being in a different world, an ordinary world without the magic and danger that now filled your memories. But, that memory seemed so distant and unreal that you were sure it had been a dream. "You've always been Sora," a soft voice echoed in your mind. You were startled to realize that it was your own voice, so certain and accepting of this new identity. This was right, this was true. You were Sora, the keyblade master, the friend to all, the warrior of the light. Inredibly, the acceptance of this reality, letting go of the struggle, brought a sense of peace. The voice called again, this time with a tone of finality, "You've always been Sora." Finally, the battle was over. All the vestiges of your past life had been replaced by Sora's memories, his personality. His optimistic nature, his bravery, his loyalty, they were all a part of you now. The last bit of doubt seemed to linger for a moment longer, but soon it too was gone. The memories of an ordinary life seemed less vivid, less tangible, until they were nothing more than a wispy shadow, steadily fading, ultimately forgotten. Looking around again, you saw your new world with fresh eyes. Your reflection confirmed it. Your old life, the old you, that was nothing more than a distant dream. With a determined smile, you knew who you were now, who you always have been. You are Sora, the valiant Keyblade wielder, ready to face whatever challenges are thrown your way with courage and kindness.
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