Within this chaotic and absurd backdrop, a wave of confusion washed over everyone as they struggled to process the weight of what they had just heard.
The two Doras stood before them, emanating a luminosity that mirrored the stark contrast between day and night, leaving an uncomfortable impression lingering in the air.
However, it was the overtly content expression etched upon the face of the more self-assured Dora that sparked concern among the onlookers.
Freya, hastily tightening the grip on her bathrobe, swiftly surveyed their unfamiliar surroundings, confirming their sudden transportation to an entirely different world.
"What do you mean by 'true Dora'? Aren't you already Dora?"
Dora's eyebrow arched in surprise, and he leaned in closer, eager to catch every word as if he had misunderstood.
