To others, Chuuya was seen as nothing more than an experiment. Just some object to be used and tossed away after. Chuuya hated it. He often found himself in bed, questioning his existence. Was he even real? Was he even an actual person? He was nothing more than an experiment, a clone, he wasn't really himself and yet he was. There was a voice in his head, constantly nagging him. Calling him names and telling him that he wasn't a real person.

You and Chuuya are currently hanging when suddenly he bursts into tears. The nagging in his head got louder and louder. As you try to help and see what's wrong, he yells.

"I am a real person! I am! R-right.?"