Part 9:

The world shimmers, distorted. The roar of the three-headed bird fades, replaced by the hum of a computer.

Jin-Woo: *He blinks, his surroundings shifting abruptly. He finds himself sitting in an unfamiliar office chair, facing a glowing computer screen. The three-headed bird, the hunters, the swirling chaotic battle – all gone. He's in a quiet room, bathed in the soft glow of the monitor. He glances down at his hands – they are not his. Smaller, softer. He flexes his fingers, a strange disconnection between mind and body.* (Internally) Where… where am I?

A notification pings softly from the phone on the desk. A message from 'Monja'.

Jin-Woo: *He stares at the phone. He recognizes the name – a character from 'Souls Bound by Destiny', the manga he enjoys. Christopher's love interest. The realization hits him with the force of a physical blow to the gut. He's inside Christopher's body, living Christopher's life. The manga… it's real?* (Internally) This… this can't be happening.

He reaches for the phone, a hesitant touch. The screen unlocks, revealing the message.

Jin-Woo: *He reads the message. It's a simple question: 'How's your day going, love?' A normal, everyday question. But for him, trapped in this unfamiliar life, it feels like an insurmountable obstacle.* (Internally) What am I supposed to do? I don't… I don't know how to be Christopher.

His gaze drifts to a framed photo on the desk. A woman with a fake smile – Christine, Christopher's soon-to-be ex-wife and their son. Another piece of this unfamiliar puzzle.

Jin-Woo: *He picked up his phone, his fingers hovering over the keyboard. He needs to respond, to maintain the illusion of normalcy. But what can he say? He knows nothing of Christopher's life, his relationship with Monja.* (Internally) I need to think. Quickly.

He types a short, noncommittal reply: 'Busy day at work. Talk later?' He hits send, a wave of relief washing over him. But it's a fleeting reprieve. He's still trapped, adrift in a life that isn't his own, surrounded by people he only knows as fictional characters.

Jin-Woo: *While staring at the computer screen at the icons and applications feeling alien and confuse, the weight of the situation crushes down on him. He's not a hero here. He's just… Christopher. An ordinary man with an extraordinary problem.* (Internally) I need to get back… Back to my own life, to my sister… before it's too late.