Yoonso: "I'm just saying, if you're going to make us fill out seventeen forms for a simple patrol mission, at least give us a snack voucher!"
Greta: "This is not a bakery, young man. This is the official Program for Future Heroes. There are rules, and they must be followed."
Yoonso: "Rules? I've seen fewer rules in a spellbook written by a possessed toaster!"
Greta: "That attitude will get you nowhere. Perhaps a week's worth of form review will teach you—"
At that moment, heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway. A tall, dark figure stepped into the room — cloak sweeping the floor, skull-shaped belt gleaming faintly under the ceiling lights.
Necromantis: "What's going on here?"
Greta immediately straightened her posture and clasped her clipboard tightly.
Greta: "Oh, nothing, Morty. Just a bit of… educational banter."
Yoonso whispering to Jihan: "Did you see how fast she turned into a polite robot?"
Jihan: "Yeah. It's like watching a dragon turn into a house cat."
Necromantis: "Excellent. Continue with the hero program. And someone get the son a snack voucher."
Yoonso: "Victory!"
…
Yoonso: "From this day forth… I shall be known as… Techno Spark! Defender of logic! Master of mechanisms! Ruler of righteous circuits!"
Morty arms crossed, raising an eyebrow: "Hm. Dramatic enough. You're lucky I didn't trademark that name during my villain phase."
Greg tail wagging, eyes gleaming: "Ooooh! Techno Spark! That's so cool! Can I get your autograph? Or maybe a collectible action figure? Wait—what's your catchphrase?!"
Yoonso striking a heroic pose: "'Justice is a code… and I debug it!'"
Greg spinning in place: "AHHH! I LOVE IT! You're like a walking one-liner machine!"
Morty quietly: "He's going to attract every dramatic villain within fifty miles…"
Greg: "Exactly! That's how you know he's doing it right!"
Yoonso adjusting his homemade tech-goggles: "My circuits are ready. Let's go make justice… rechargeable!"
Morty sighs: "Remind me to increase the fortress's soundproofing."
...
Yoonso woke up that morning feeling… odd.
He yawned, stretched, and stumbled toward the mirror—only to freeze in place.
Yoonso: "Wha—WHAT?! Where are my chubby cheeks?! Where's my one-meter-thirty height?!"
Staring back at him was a fully grown man in a bathrobe with a "Techno Spark" logo on the chest.
Yoonso: "No. No no no. I wanted to be a hero for a day—not a full-grown adult!"
Mom (from outside the door): "Yoonso, honey? We're out of water filters. Can you run to the store?"
Yoonso: "MOM! I look like a thirty-year-old man!"
Mom: "Perfect. You can carry heavier bags now."
Greg (over the comm device): "Yoonso, where are you? We've got a jelly-based villain on the loose! You're supposed to be on mission!"
Yoonso: "I… I can't. I have adult responsibilities. I need to open a bank account or something…"
Morty (crackling through): "Welcome to Adult problems, son. You're one of us now."
Yoonso: "NOOOOOOOOOOOO—"
And then—he woke up. Back in his regular bed. Back in his tiny pajamas.
Yoonso: "Best. Nightmare. Ever."
But deep down, he couldn't help but wonder…
What if it wasn't just a dream?
...
Yoonso: "F-f-f-fantastic, we need your advice!"
Jihan: "Yeah… it's about the mission. We're kinda… stuck."
Necromantis sitting in his throne, wrapped in a blanket, sipping what looked suspiciously like villain-grade hot cocoa.
"Do I look like a guidance counselor to you?"
Yoonso: "Hey..."
Jihan: "Well, no, but you are technically our mentor. You even signed the 'Future Heroes Internship Agreement.'"
Necromantis: "That was under duress. And caffeine withdrawal. Mostly caffeine withdrawal."
Jihan: "Please? Just a small piece of wisdom? One dark, brooding sentence?"
Necromantis: groans "Fine. Here's your wisdom: If the portal's glowing green, don't touch it. If it's glowing purple… run."
Yoonso: "Is that even related to our problem?"
Necromantis: already pulling the blanket over his head "Emotionally, yes."
Greg from behind the curtain: "Translation: he has no idea, but he supports you emotionally."
Yoonso: "I think I feel… slightly advised."
Jihan: "I feel confused."
Necromantis muffled: "Perfect. Now you're real heroes."