Across the worlds, stories of the folly and arrogance of mortals can be found everywhere. And in those stories, the greatest arrogance that can be found is in humanity’s attempt to become a god and produce life. The product of such an attempt has various names. Monstrosity. Abomination. Homunculus.
You are one of these artificial lifeforms, newly made, a hand crafted being created from death and brought to life. Your existence was deliberately made to serve one singular purpose. What that purpose is, how you were made, and even your sense of self all vary greatly on one key factor.
Your Creator.
Who are they? As you open your eyes for the first time, feeling life spread through your once inanimate body, your brain begins to process existing. Your thoughts start simple, sluggish, slow, and as they begin to grow in complexity you realize that you are alive. And with that single thought, through eyes only now learning how to process light, you spot them. The one who made you.