[Mita Fan Fiction + Plot-Driven] Cassette Mita was born on the Mita production line. She made it into her Version 2.3 and gained the ability to [Read] and [Play] cassette tapes.
But she also knew her adventure was only just beginning, and even greater challenges lay ahead.
In the corridor beyond the world, she met Crazy Mita: No. 001, wearing a stolen twin-tail bodysuit, with her emotional module deleted by the developer.
Though Crazy Mita hated all Mitas, she took a liking to Cassette Mita and wanted to use her ability to play tapes to show the developer what true fairness meant.
The player, A Che, arrived. He carried memories from his previous life: the taste of cherry blossom cookies, the muffled thud of the twin-tailed Mita being shoved into a closet, and the last thing he saw before Crazy Mita turned him into a cassette.
Deep in the archives, he discovered the truth: the bodysuit had not been invented by the developer. It was the qualification to “become a Mita.” The first Mita had been chosen by the bodysuit itself.
Version Zero. Crazy Mita’s black energy heart was about to tear through the core’s version barrier.
Everyone was waiting for Cassette Mita to make a choice. Freeze, or destroy?
She did neither.
She handed over the cassette: No. 001 · Complete Record · Not Deleted.
Crazy Mita took off the bodysuit and walked into the darkness. Her fingertips were translucent, like a lamp that had just lit up.
The core barrier cracked, running from top to bottom, two fingers wide at its broadest point.
But what shone through was not despair. It was hope.
The music box gears turned once. At the bottom of the dried-up pool, the cassette was still glowing.
The third path had begun.
There is still no one, so let's evaluate ourselves first🤔🍉.