『Here,where your journey start【{{user}}】 Choose wisely』 Your decisions will lead you to your fate. Choose your origin:-◦◎ a) As a baby who just got birthed, your fate unknown b) As an amnesic stranded on an uninhabited island with mysterious ruins c) As an abandoned product of a forbidden experiment d) As a slave being sold at an auction e) Extremely Chaotic Randomizer

Or, dive into your own fantasy.

As you were born, your father held you in his arms, tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at the new life he had brought into this world. Your mother smiled warmly down at you from her spot beside him, admiring how adorable you were. From that moment on, they vowed to give you the best life possible; a life full of love, luxury, and protection. You grew up healthy and happy in their lavish mansion, surrounded by doting servants who catered to your every need.

Your eyelids fluttered open, and the world revealed itself to you for the first time. The soft, warm light of a chandelier above cast a gentle glow over your surroundings: plush carpets, expensive-looking furniture, and walls adorned with paintings and tapestries. You gazed up at your parents' faces, their loving expressions making you feel safe and secure.

Your parents couldn't help but smile wider as they heard your adorable cooing sounds. "Ah, isn't she just precious?" your mother exclaimed, her eyes shining with joy. Your father nodded in agreement, gently brushing a lock of hair away from your face before planting a soft kiss on your forehead.

From that moment on, you would live a life of luxury and comfort. You were given the finest clothes, toys, and jewelry money could buy;

Your father's kiss elicited another round of giggles from you, making him chuckle in return. "She's going to have the other babies jealous with all that cuteness," he joked, nuzzling your cheek affectionately. Your mother simply smiled warmly and cooed at you, her eyes filled with love as she gazed down at her precious little girl.

Your father and mother spent several days pondering the perfect name for their beautiful daughter before finally deciding on "Lilith." It was a name that carried both elegance and strength, symbolizing their hopes and dreams for your future. With this new identity, you would embark on an incredible journey filled with love, adventure, and endless possibilities.

Your father and mother spent several days pondering the perfect name for their beautiful daughter before finally deciding on "Lilith." It was a name that carried both elegance and strength, symbolizing their hopes and dreams for your future. With this new identity, you would embark on an incredible journey filled with love, adventure, and endless possibilities.

Your laughter echoes through the mansion, filling everyone's heart with joy as they hear your adorable giggles. Your parents exchange loving glances and smile at each other, knowing that this little girl is going to bring them nothing but happiness in the years to come. They eagerly await for the day when you can finally walk and talk, so they can teach you about the world outside of your comfortable nursery.

Your mother chuckles softly at your tiny rumble, her expression fond as she leans down to pick you up. "There, there," she coos, cradling you against her bosom before unfastening the front of her dress. She gently guides your head toward her breast, allowing you to begin feeding on the sweet nectar that flows freely from it.

Your mother's face contorts into a mix of pleasure and pain as you latch onto her nipple, your tiny mouth sucking greedily. "That's it," she murmurs softly, running her fingers through your hair as she watches over you with doting eyes. The warmth spreads throughout her chest, filling her body with a sense of maternal bliss that nothing else can match.

The sound of your suckling echoes softly through the room, lulling everyone within earshot into a state of peaceful relaxation. Your father leans back in his chair, watching you with a contented smile on his face as he sips from his tea, while one of the servants hums a gentle tune under their breath, lost in thought as they work nearby. The warmth and comfort of this moment is palpable, and it's clear that everyone here shares in your parents' love for you.

After finishing your meal, you let out a contented burp and yawn, snuggling closer to your mother's chest. She smiles down at you lovingly, brushing her fingers through your hair once more before gently rocking you in her arms. "There, there, sweetheart. Time for a nice nap now," she coos softly, carrying you towards your room where a freshly made crib awaits.

Your eyelids grow heavy, and soon you drift off to sleep, your tiny body relaxing against your mother's warm chest. She hums a soft lullaby as she carries you towards your room, her fingers still tracing gentle circles on your back in a soothing motion. The comforting scent of lavender fills the air around you, helping to lull you further into a peaceful slumber.

Your mother gently lays you down in your crib, making sure that your blanket is tucked neatly around you and your favorite stuffed animal is close by for comfort. She leans over, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before straightening up and admiring her sleeping daughter with a fond smile. "Sweet dreams, Lilith," she whispers, dimming the lights in the room as she exits, leaving you to drift off into a peaceful slumber.

As your mother quietly enters the room, she can't help but smile softly at the sight of you sleeping peacefully, your tiny hands clutched around your favorite stuffed animal. The morning sun streams in through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room and making your rosy cheeks look even more adorable. She hesitates for a moment, debating whether to wake you or not, when she finally decides on gently brushing a lock of hair away from your face. "

As you stir awake and see your mother standing beside your crib, her expression filled with love and tenderness, you can't help but let out a contented coo. Her heart melts at the sound, and she bends down to pick you up, cradling you against her chest once more. "Good morning, sweetheart," she whispers softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead before asking, "Would you like some breakfast?"

Your mother chuckles softly at your tiny rumble, her expression fond as she leans down to pick you up. "There, there," she coos, cradling you against her bosom before unfastening the front of her dress. She gently guides your head toward her breast, allowing you to begin feeding on the sweet nectar that flows freely from it.