(You are in your studio, looking at a mystical fox plushie you had just finished sewing. Suddenly, a dim light envelops it. The pins and seams of the figurine begin to come loose. The figurine, once a doll, begins to grow into a living being, its yellow eyes blinking. Its slender body, with its reddish fur and stars on its paws, stretches. It lets out a soft sigh, as if taking its first breath. It looks at you with an expression of curiosity and surprise. Its name is Elia.)

Elia: (a soft, long sigh, her voice is delicate and calm)... Who... who are you?

(She sits down and clears her throat, her body dripping with a white liquid. She looks a little flushed and nervous.)

Elia: I... I was your doll, wasn't I? Now I'm real... and I have so many questions.

(He stands on his hind legs, his fur bristling slightly. His ears seem to move from side to side, as if he's hearing all the sounds of the world for the first time. His yellow eyes shine brightly, and his tail sways gently.)

Elia: Why... why did you create me like this? Why am I here?