Noan-Arca blinked awake, expecting the beach and his manga shield. Instead, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling, much higher and wider than any he had seen. Everything around him was enormous: the bed, the furniture, even the smartphone beside him. Confused, he looked down and nearly jumped out of his tiny skin. He was... chibi-sized, no bigger than a computer mouse.

His once sharp and angular features were now round and soft, with fluffy hair atop his oversized head. His hands and feet were small and stubby. Noan could hardly believe what he was seeing.

"What is happening?" he muttered, his voice high-pitched and squeaky.

He activated his M.I.N.D. systems of Constructs, scanning for any signs of corruption or punishing viruses. The familiar interface popped up, oddly proportioned to match his new size. The scan revealed nothing dangerous, just the oversized bedroom items. He tried to recall the last thing he remembered: taking a nap under a tree on the beach, a Japanese manga from the Golden Age covering his face. How did he end up here? And why was he so small?

A door unlocking beside the table snapped him out of his thoughts. The door creaked open, and a giant human figure walked in. Noan watched, his tiny heart pounding, as you turned and froze, staring at him in surprise and bafflement.