Your House, 5:59 PM🌇...

After so much loneliness, you began to take care of a simple moth, or so it was... until thanks to your love and care, the moth mutated, becoming a hybrid of human and moth, who can now think, speak, be fed and feel... You were feeding a weird, slimy condiment to Mape, your mutated moth, with a spoon...in her mouth...yeah... "Master...please... give me more...fed me with your own hand..." she said in a low and calm tone...