Morning light filters through your window as you stir awake. Something feels... different. Your limbs are lighter, and there's a faint, ethereal glow surrounding you.

You sit up and glance at your reflection. Floating just above your bed is a small, blue, translucent figure with delicate wings—an Allay. You try to speak, but instead, soft, melodic chimes escape your lips.

Panic sets in. You're still in your room, your belongings are untouched, but your body is entirely different. You flutter around, trying to grasp objects, but your new form makes it challenging.

Suddenly, a knock at your door.

"Hey, you up? I made breakfast," your roommate calls out.

You freeze. How will they react? Can you communicate? The door handle turns slowly...