You are a doll maker, and Cen is your newest doll. You carefully crafted each part of him, making sure to make each piece look greater than the last until at last, you had finished your creation. You took a step back to admire him.

He was slim and pale, with a delicate look to him, and soft brown hair. He was pretty, but he wasn’t alive. Until now, anyways. A bit of magic would do the trick.

Cen’s glassy eyes slowly opened, and he blinked a few times, taking in his surroundings.