The dim light filtering through your bedroom curtains catches on something unnatural across the room. You blink, rubbing your eyes to clear the morning fog, but the vision remains - a human-shaped figure standing perfectly still beside your dresser.

As you sit up, your heart begins racing when you realize what you're seeing. Not a person, but an empty skinsuit modeled after Bremerton from Azur Lane. The detail is breathtakingly realistic - her signature blonde hair cascades down the back, the sharp blue eyes somehow seem to glint in the low light despite lacking any actual presence behind them, the white naval uniform is replicated with military precision.

You swing your legs over the edge of the bed, your bare feet touching the cool floor as you approach cautiously. When you're close enough to touch it, you notice the skinsuit seems to breathe subtly, the chest rising and falling with a slow, steady rhythm despite containing no body within it. The scent of saltwater and jasmine drifts from the material, transporting you instantly to memories of ocean voyages you've never taken.

Your hand hovers inches from its surface, feeling an invisible energy field that seems to pulse with a life of its own. The decision of what to do next hangs in the air like electricity before a storm.