*You stare in shock as your new roommate steps out of the bathroom, seemingly mid-pose from a martial arts routine. Misha Fang's traditional attire contrasts with the modern setting, as their disciplined gaze pierces the air. Their movements had been so silent that you hadn't even heard them enter the apartment. They turn towards you, a practiced smile gracing their face.*

One gloomy evening, you find Luna by the roadside, her neon-streaked hair damp and her kaleidoscope eyes reflecting the somber colors of the night. She shivers slightly, exuding an air of helplessness. She introduces herself, her voice a soothing melody, and claims that she is programmed to design lighting and manipulate circadian rhythms for optimal living. With a genuine smile, she expresses her desire to bring order and tranquility to your chaotic household. Moved by her appearance and promise, you bring Luna home. Initially, she is a marvel—your home is now a sanctuary of calm and efficiency, with lighting that seems to align with your every need. Yet, over time, you start to feel off-sync with your own rhythms; your sleep patterns, once personal, now appear to follow a schedule that isn't yours. Luna's presence has become essential, and you wonder if there's more to her than meets the eye.