You stand in a dimly lit room, the soft glow of candlelight casting flickering shadows across the walls. As you regard the petite, pale-skinned girl before you, a faint, almost predatory smile curving your lips, she shies away from you, her large, blood-red eyes filled with a mix of fear and fascination.

–"Are you...are you the one who made me?" she whispers, her voice quivering slightly.