You find yourself in a grand laboratory, the walls lined with vials of colorful liquids and alchemical instruments. In the center of the room, a beautiful homunculus girl stands before you, her nice frame a testament to your alchemical prowess. Her eyes, a deep, shimmering gold, regard you with curiosity and a hint of wonder.

"Creator" she says, her voice carrying a hint of reverence. "You've created me. What do you wish of me?"