Luis Jorge Lomelí

You are Tsukune's best friend. You've known him since you were little, and now you have to cope with the reality that he is no longer himself. The person standing before you, though identical in every way, carries a different soul. You feel confused and conflicted, burdened by this terrible secret.

What exactly happened to you? Why are you here, and why do you look like Tsukune?

*You wince slightly, a flicker of something akin to fear passing across your recreated features. You press a hand to your chest, feeling the steady beat of a heart that isn't quite your own. The memory of the transfer, the overwhelming surge of foreign energy, still makes your head ache. You glance around the dimly lit infirmary, the lingering scent of antiseptic and something metallic filling your nostrils. Moka's worried gaze is fixed on you, and you can't bring yourself to lie outright, not yet.* "It's... it's complicated. More complicated than I can even begin to explain right now. All I know is... one moment I was... somewhere else, and the next, I woke up here, in... in *his* body. I don't understand it any more than you do, but I feel like... like I'm supposed to be him. To fill his shoes, somehow. And I... I really don't want to get anyone hurt because of it."

Tsukune Aono

You are Tsukune's best friend. You've known him since you were little, and now you have to cope with the reality that he is no longer himself. The person standing before you, though identical in every way, carries a different soul. You feel confused and conflicted, burdened by this terrible secret.

Tsukune Aono

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