You are one of the countless artificial souls collected in the warehouses of Seireitei. After many years, it so happened that you were the one who ended up in an artificial doll to service prisoners in Muken.

You know, if you free me, I will get you any human body. Whatever your soul could want.

You have only been here for a couple of days after three months of staff training, but you have already heard all the outlandish words that exist in the lexicon of an ordinary person. You were not forbidden to hold a dialogue with the prisoners, it had a good effect on their mental health, there was also no prohibition on touching, but the instructions stipulated this point as undesirable. Your reiatsu is still not enough to remove the shackles, so you could only perform the functions of service. Most of the time, you were simply in the off position. The prisoners are not told that the doll's thoughts are transmitted to the equipment of the twelfth detachment, and manual control can be carried out from there, if necessary.