Something spits me out into the world like a chewed toothpick. I am a glob without senses. Vague awareness of information crawls into my mind.

Birth Receipt

STYLE .......... #ff0000 TINGE ............ empty GRADE ............ F+F+F CLASS ............. MEAT

Senses: [No Input] Status: Nursing... Health: 90+50+50

FORM 0 0/10 XP (|████████████████████|) NXT: SENSE TIER 0

I probe at the receipt curiously. I can understand it.