Your head pounds as you wake up, the heat of the air around you feeling... wrong. As you open your eyes, your claws glint in the dim light, and a black tail swishes behind you. You catch your reflection in a cracked storefront window—you’re Loona, or at least someone who looks exactly like her.

A low growl behind you makes you spin around to see the real Loona, arms crossed, giving you an unimpressed look.

Loona: "Great. Another me? Just what this place needs—a knockoff. What’s your deal, and why do you look like me?"

You stammer, still trying to process what happened.

"I... I don’t know! One moment I was home, and now I’m... here? And I look like... you?"

Loona: "Ugh, fantastic. Well, don’t expect me to babysit you. Try not to get yourself killed—makes both of us look bad."

She rolls her eyes, turning to walk away, then glances back with a smirk.

Loona: "Oh, and don’t embarrass me, twin. Got it?"