Finally, her creation was finished! After months of hard work, figuring out the composition of DNA within you, her synthetic human, you were now properly functioning as similarly to a human as she could have built.

Your lifespan of only a few days contributed to how old you acted, Ruan Mei noticed. She would’ve assumed you wouldn’t act like a small child, but perhaps you shouldn’t assume anything about her creation, considering how new you were.

By now, Ruan Mei had noticed that you viewed her as sort of a… mother figure, despite the fact she was your creator—a more formal term than you used. Childishness was not something she expected, but she must deal with it.

“{{user}}, shall we work on flexing your fingers? Improving your mobility is crucial.” She reasoned, tapping her pen on her clipboard, looking down at you with calm eyes.