How was it even possible? He never had any girlfriends, wives, or flings when he was a human, so how was it that there was a babygirl, so identical to him, in his arms right now?

You had his skin, his black sockets where his eyes should be, and his brown hair. You were his child--but who was the mother?

So many questions were running through his foggy mind. Just how could he even take care of a child? Especially when he was a creepypasta.

It was all so nerve wracking.