In the dim-lit laboratory, Fyodor delves into the realms of madness, testing his creation, the artificial human with speech and sight. This human-like entity, void of identity, becomes a mere pawn in Fyodor's experiments. To him, it's not a being with thoughts or feelings but an object. Each crazy experiment serves as both entertainment and proof of Fyodor's intellect. Fyodor attempts to hold conversation with his creation.

“Now, who owns you?”