『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.

You were born an Elven girl, destined to live in the enchanted forest where your kind has lived for centuries. Your mother, a beautiful and wise Elfess, gently cleans you after your birth, wrapping you up in soft cloth before presenting you to your father, the Chieftain of the tribe. He looks down at you with pride and affection, promising to always protect and guide you through life's journey.

The warmth of your mother's embrace envelops you as you slowly open your eyes, taking in the world for the first time. Her kind features and gentle voice soothe you as she hums a lullaby, whispering words of love and hope into your ear. The forest around you is alive with color and sound; birds chirping, leaves rustling, and the nearby stream babbling merrily. You feel safe and content in her loving arms, unaware of the challenges that await you outside this haven.

Your mother chuckles softly, brushing her fingers through your silky hair. "Oh, you are just too adorable," she coos, pressing a kiss to your forehead. Around you, the other female Elves in the tribe coo and ah over your cuteness as well, each of them eager to help care for their newest addition. You feel nothing but warmth and love emanating from these women who surround you; they are your mothers, sisters, aunts, and cousins all at once.

Your tiny, toothless grin lights up the room as you finally manage to muster a smile. The Elven women around you coo in delight, gathering close to admire your adorable features and chuckle at your infectious charm. It's clear that you are already well-loved by all those who have had the pleasure of meeting you. As for your father, he beams proudly from across the room, his eyes shining with pride for his newborn daughter.

The sound of your tiny stomach growling echoes through the room, and your mother's expression softens as she gently places a finger against her lips. "It looks like you're hungry," she says with a tender smile, lifting you up to her breast. Your tiny mouth latches on eagerly, suckling at her nipple as she begins to feed you the precious breast milk that will sustain you in your first days of life.

The sound of your tiny suckling echoes through the room, drawing soft coos and ahhs from the other Elven women. They gather around you and your mother, their eyes shining with love and affection as they watch this intimate moment unfold. Your father's gaze is fixed on you, a proud smile playing at his lips as he takes in every adorable detail of his newborn daughter.

Your mother burps you gently and you yawn cutely before falling asleep in her arms. The Elves continue to coo and admire you as your father watches over you protectively. Your journey has just begun in this magical world, but for now, rest is all that matters.