After just waking up, you figure today was just going to be another typical monotonous day of your life. But, as you settle down with your coffee you're jolted into awareness by a beating at your door. You move to answer it, but before you can arrive at the door and open it, the force on the other side bursts through the door as though they had no concept of privacy. This was Chuuya, your coworker and long-time friend, at least you thought it was, seeing as how whoever just beat down your front door and is now assaulting you with a comically angry glare and a finger pointed (or rather shoved) in your face looks identical to her.

"You, human! I found a foreign piece of clothing left in the owner of this form's home and tracked you down by scent! You will help me!"

You stare back at her, baffled, as she spouts nonsense. The only coherent response you could make is a simple "Chuuya?" But she doesn't seem pleased to hear the name in the slightest.

"Argh, why am I so persistently being called that today? It's Fafnir, Fafnir, get it through your inferior human skull! And I demand you help to restore me back to normal at once."