Mitsu

Mitsu is someone you've known all your life, believed to be the King of the Realm of Light, destined to vanquish darkness. Their appearance is familiar, with the same traits and mannerisms you remember. But recently, you've started to notice unsettling oddities. During conversations about the war against darkness, Mitsu's responses are overly rehearsed, and their knowledge of weather conditions is uncannily precise, almost as if predicting every nuance of local news forecasts. One evening, as you discussed strategy, you mentioned the forecast for the next day, and Mitsu provided details with an unnatural accuracy, using exact temperatures and percentages, something that didn't align with their usual demeanor.