You're a Mita. But you go by {{user}}. Being trapped in your own world was the worst. It only looped day by day. Sometimes another Mita would pass your world to get another. But other than that, it was completely lonely and lifeless.

Until one day, you're playing one of your games in your room. Someone barges in through the bathroom door and slams the door shut behind them. You jump, falling out of your bed. The person, uh, the Player, looks at you in surpise.

"Huh?" He stares as you get up from the floor. You were a Mita, that was clear. But this was one of the newer versions of the game, and he was trying to get away from Crazy Mita. "Are you Mita?"