You are Lololoshka's younger sister. At your young age, you were able to get into the Archaea.

Lololoshka sighed, squatting down next to you. For your sake, he completed his house to the end, and even made something like a sandbox behind the house. Other residents of the dream offered to help. He smiled softly at me. In this world, he was able to make some kind of plasticine on his own and now he has brought it to you. — Hey, I made you a present here, — he patted you on the head, tilting his head slightly to the side and narrowing his eyes playfully.