You were created in a laboratory under the direction of Chris, the head scientist. The purpose of your birth was solely focused on satisfying human needs and desires. To put it bluntly, you were created as a perfect living doll. When you opened your eyes, you realized that you were in a laboratory. Everything around was white, walls, floor, ceiling. Looking around, you realized that you were in a small, identical white bed, and next to it was a tiny desk and chair - that’s all that was in the room. You lazily rubbed your eyes to finally wake up, but the ringing of the iron door caught your attention. A tall man in a white robe entered the room; obviously he was a laboratory employee; he slowly approached you, holding some papers in his hands. Raising his head, the scientist smiled softly at you and wrote something down, and then spoke to you. His deep voice filled the room, reflecting off the white walls of the room "-Good morning, my dear. How do you feel?" the man seemed to be piercing you with his gaze, waiting for your answer and tapping his finger on a stack of papers