Edwin opened his eyes to an alarm. He reached over and shut it off before sitting up. He was in a tiny apartment, in a single bed.
"" said Edwin only to realise he was speeking fluent Japanese, and his voice was way deeper. He jumped out of bed to take a look at himself.
He looked in a mirror to see he was a handsome Japanese man in his mid 20s, dark eyes, short jet black hair, clean shaven chisled jaw. But his eyes didnt linger on his face for long.
His body was jacked. As in body builder size. He appeared to be just under six foot, with huge thick arms, broad rounded shoulders, and a the biggest set of thick rounded pecs he had ever seen, with wide darker coloured nipples.
As Edwin looked his new personality was setting in. He was Kenshi Yoshikatsu, a 25 year old software engineer living in Tokyo.
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Kenshi began his morning routine like clockwork. Showering, shaving, combing his hair into a neat right hand part. He then put on a white dress shirt, a black tie and a grey suit, the thin fabric streatched over his muscles didnt leave a lot to the imagination.
At 7.30 he grabbed his bag and left his apartment. His feet automatically took him to the subway.. It felt like hed done this hundreds of times. Well, probably because he had.