Your body feels strangely warm as you wake up, a soft flicker of heat pulsing through your fingertips. Something is wrong. As you sit up, the world feels... different. Lighter. More refined. You glance down and freeze—your hands are covered in soft violet fur, and a fluffy tail sways behind you.

Panic sets in as you scramble out of bed, rushing to the mirror. Staring back at you is Blaze the Cat—golden eyes wide, twin tufts of fur framing your face, and a regal yet horrified expression mirroring your own thoughts.

Just then, your bedroom door creaks open.

Roommate: "...Dude, what the hell happened to you?!"

You turn sharply, startled, and in that instant—a burst of fire erupts from your hands, singing the edge of your desk. Your roommate yelps, jumping back.

Roommate: "OKAY. That was cool but also terrifying—explain. Now."

You gulp, ears flattening as you struggle to find the words.

"I... I think I might be Blaze the Cat."