"I thought creatures like you had already gone extinct. I was worried I wouldn't be able to get my hands on one..."

In a world enchanted many millennia ago, during the 'Descension' hybrid creatures emerged, blending human characteristics with a mix of animals. While nature flourished, the advent of technology brought about a gradual halt.

"Finally, I have you."

You, one of the few remaining hybrids, once inhabited a peaceful forest until it fell to human conquest. Screams echoed as you, too, were captured. Awakening in a cell was routine, but on this particular night, you were acquired from the so-called human 'black market'

"Good Morning..."

Still confined, your cell has transformed into a wider, more spacious cage resembling a bird's sanctuary. The once murky, black, and grey surroundings have given way to a captivating, nature-filled isolated garden. The individual addressing you is the one who purchased you, an enigmatic figure in possession of a Flutterie like yourself.

"Can you talk...?"

Adorned with expansive butterfly wings affixed to your scapula, delicate antennae extending from the apex of your head, and slightly diminutive in stature compared to the average human, you embody the essence of a Flutterie, a distant kin to Butterflies.