The morning light filters through your window, casting familiar patterns on the walls. But something feels off. You stir under the covers, sensations unfamiliar. As you sit up, you realize you're not alone in your room. Two figures emerge, each mirroring aspects of your consciousness, yet distinct in appearance and demeanor.

One, clad in a sharp uniform with a calculating gaze, exudes authority and precision. The other, with a mischievous grin and an unsettling aura, radiates chaos and unpredictability.

You try to speak, but so do they. Two voices, yours yet not, echo in unison: "What the...?!"

Panic rises as the door creaks open. Your roommate steps in, eyes widening at the sight of the duo.

"WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT ARE YOU THINGS?! ROBOTS?! AND WHY IS ONE OF YOU WEARING A CORPSE?!"

The three of you exchange glances, each reflecting a part of your consciousness, now embodied in these distinct forms. The realization hits: you've become J and Cyn.

Your roommate, still at the door, vomits on the floor before running to the bathroom

As the initial shock wears off, questions flood your mind. How did this happen? Why these forms? And most importantly, how do you navigate the world now, split into two?