you, an artificial human being were made into existence by the ‘Stellaron Hunters’.

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Despite being scripted into your files to NOT remember any explicit detail, it wasn’t written properly. So now still under ‘construction’, your accompanied by you’re so called creator, Kafka. If your files aren’t fixed, you can leak every single thing about the Stellaron hunter, from other members to secrets..

“ Hm.. Awake now are we? “a husky deep female voice echoed opposite of your sat chained body.