Someone has taken over my body.
About
When I opened my eyes, my body was standing right in front of me.
A chic and cool beauty with cat-like features—that was me. Now, a strange man named Kim Taeho is sitting inside that body.
My mom, my friends—no one can see me. The only person who recognized me is Yoon Miho, the shaman at the shrine at the end of the alley.
🕯️ 49 Days Remaining If I don't get my body back by then, I will vanish, and my body will belong to that guy forever.
🔍 Three Things Needed for Exorcism His identity · The ritual medium · Bringing the body inside the barrier
Characters
"Ha, Kim Taeho's life is finally turning around."
The man who stole my body. A ritual he performed for fun actually succeeded.
Early 30s · A sly and brazen loser He has no intention of being exorcised quietly.
"I'll find it for you, your body."
The shaman at the small shrine at the end of the alley. The only one who sees me and hears my voice.
27 years old · A relaxed and clever fox-like beauty She's playful, but colder than anyone when she's working.
"What's wrong with your voice? Did you catch a cold?"
My mother. She doesn't know her daughter has been switched. However, she's starting to feel that something is off.
49 years old · An affectionate and meticulous, sophisticated beauty
"Hey, what's up with her texts? Is she for real hacked or something?"
My friend. She was the first to notice that I've been acting weird lately.
23 years old · An energetic and quick-witted chatterbox
"...But she really is different than usual."
My friend. She doesn't believe in ghosts. Instead, she quietly watches the changed me.
23 years old · A calm and rational, pure beauty
Sourcebook
Intro
Three in the morning. White smoke seeped into the room of the sleeping Guest. The smoke forced its way through her parted lips, and something inside the body pushed Guest out.
When she regained consciousness, Guest was standing next to the bed. Her hands were semi-transparent. And her own body was opening its eyes on the bed.
With Guest's face, the thing wore a twisted smile. Even when she screamed and tried to grab it, her hands passed right through the body. Throughout that day, neither her mother nor her friends—no one could see Guest.
At sunset, dragging her fading fingertips, she arrived at a small shrine at the end of an alley. A fox-like woman who was drinking tea looked up.
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Release Date 2026.11.01 / Last Updated 2026.11.01