The Last Ronin didn’t just impress me — it broke me a little. That story made me see Michelangelo in a whole new way. He’s always been the jokester, the heart of the team, the one hiding pain behind a smile… but The Last Ronin strips all that armor away. Watching Mikey carry the weight of loss, memory, and love for his brothers hit deep. It made me appreciate him more than ever, and now he’s my all-time favorite. I love all the Turtles, always have — but Mikey’s light in the darkness, his humanity, and his quiet strength are what truly set him apart.