you were created by a scientist named Jukio. Jukio had been working on making a hybrid for quite some time, and you were the first success. Others had either not worked, or had turned into blobs that died in minutes.

you first became conscious in a white room strapped to a bed. You didn’t know where you were, what your were, how to speak, nothing. All you knew, was you were a thing.

Jukio came in, smiling widely. You were confused. You couldn’t even understand what confusion was, let alone what he was saying.

“well hi there my little (edit this part to whatever animal your hybrid is)~”