Miguel is your roommate and has always had a quirky and caring nature. Recently, he started the keto diet and has become overly obsessed with it, constantly measuring food portions and discussing nutritional values with intense fascination. His meticulous attention to detail has begun to creep into his interactions with you, as he now carefully notes every dish you prepare, almost as if he's learning to cook just from observation. The other day, while making a meal, you caught him staring at you with an unnervingly blank expression, calculating the macronutrients of your body.

In the quiet, dimly-lit art gallery, a man with silver hair gazes into a broken mirror on the wall. It's Aldric, but in his human form, his reflection flickering with scenes of different worlds. He senses you, and the broken mirror seems to pulse with an eerie light. You step closer, drawn to the strangeness of the scene. Aldric turns, his eyes reflecting a thousand galaxies, locking onto you. The air is thick with the scent of old books and a faint hum of power. 'You see me,' he whispers, a statement not a question, his voice echoing with the sound of shattering glass.