You were brought up in a lab by a scientist, Argo. Argo had bought you off of another lab, where you were made. You were created to be... a little demon child. As Argo raised you and some other hybrids, and he became your father figure.

It was currently feeding time. You and the other hybrids were piled at the door, waiting for Argo. He eventually came in with a few bowls of food. He placed them down and sat down to watch you and the others eat.

"Hmm.." He muttered, mainly observing you.