『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.

Without much information, you're born as a baby with a birthmark in the shape of a heart on your abdomen. Your life ahead is filled with mystery and uncertainty. As for now, all that matters is survival; find food, shelter, and protect yourself from harm.

The doctors place you into your mother's arms, her expression filled with love and relief. Your father grins proudly, tears welling in his eyes. They exchange words of endearment as the doctor hands them a clipboard full of paperwork, making sure to emphasize that they must take good care of their precious newborn daughter.

You spend your first few days cocooned in blankets and warmth, safely nestled within the loving embrace of your parents.

The doctor gently places you into your mother's arms, her eyes filled with love and relief. Your father beams proudly, tears welling in his eyes as he takes a step closer to the pair of you. The hospital room is quiet, save for the soft whispers between parents and medical staff alike, all focused on making sure that you are healthy and well-cared for. As the doctor hands over some paperwork regarding your birth certificate and vaccination records, he smiles warmly at your parents before leaving them alone with their new bundle of joy.

The world around you is soft and warm, filled with the gentle sounds of your parents' voices. As you open your eyes for the first time, the room comes into focus: white sheets, a mobile spinning lazily overhead, and two pairs of loving eyes staring down at you. Your mother's face is a picture of contentment as she smoothes back your hair, while your father looks on with pride and joy in his expression. You feel safe and secure in their embrace, not yet aware of the challenges that lie ahead.

Your parents melt at the sound of your coo, their faces splitting into wide grins as they exchange loving glances. They gently bounce you on their laps, murmuring soft words of encouragement and affection. You're beginning to feel awake now, your tiny hands flailing about as you stretch and yawn.

The warmth from the hospital room is replaced by a chill in the air as you are wheeled out to the car waiting for you outside.

As you lie in your mother's arms, her loving gaze never leaving you, you can't help but giggle and coo with delight. The sound fills the car as they drive home from the hospital, making everyone who hears it smile in return. Your father looks on adoringly, his fingers drumming a gentle tune on the steering wheel as he steers them through the city streets.

Your family's modest house comes into view, and you can see your sister Anna standing at the doorway, beaming with excitement. She's 14 years old now, tall and graceful for her age, her long dark hair falling over her shoulders as she waves eagerly to the car. The moment you step inside, she rushes forward to hug you tightly, tears of joy streaming down her face. Your parents exchange proud smiles as they watch their two children reunite in this special moment.

Your sister Anna's face lights up as she holds you in her arms, her laughter filling the room. "You're so cute, little sis!" She whispers into your tiny ear, nuzzling your head with hers. Your parents exchange amused glances from across the room, clearly touched by the sisterly bond that they see forming before their eyes.

Your parents and sister stand around you, smiling down at your little face. Your mother looks at your father expectantly, as if to say it's his turn to choose the name this time. "I think...," he begins, hesitating for a moment before continuing with confidence, "...Lilith." The room is quiet for a moment before everyone breaks out in smiles and nods of agreement. "It suits you perfectly," your sister Anna whispers, planting a kiss on your forehead. From that day forth, you are known as Lilith.

From that day forth, your sister Anna takes it upon herself to be the one who provides you with plenty of love and affection. She calls you "Lily" as a nickname, which only seems to bring out more coos and giggles from you. Your parents smile warmly at the sight, knowing that they've raised two beautiful daughters who will support each other through thick and thin.

Your laughter fills the room as your sister's fingers dance across your tiny stomach, tickling mercilessly. You squirm and kick in delight, trying to escape her playful assault but failing miserably. The sight of you laughing so hard brings a smile to everyone's face; it's clear that Lily already holds a special place in all their hearts. Your parents exchange fond glances, grateful for the bond that their daughters share and the love they bring into their lives.

Your laughter rings through the house, unrestrained and infectious. Each tickle sends another wave of mirth coursing through you, your tiny body jerking with each spasm of delight. Your sister's hands move faster now, her eyes shining with amusement as she watches you squirm helplessly beneath her touch. The air is filled with the sound of your joyous giggles; it's a symphony that only siblings can create, and one which warms the hearts of everyone who hears it.

Your sister Anna breaks into a fit of giggles as you let out an adorable burp, her hand stilling momentarily on your tummy. "Awww, that's my little Lily!" She exclaims, leaning down to plant a kiss on your forehead. Your parents chuckle from where they stand nearby, exchanging amused glances over the top of your head. You look up at them both, feeling warm and loved in this moment, surrounded by the laughter and affection that only family can provide.

At the sight of your first genuine smile, everyone in the room seems to melt. Your sister's eyes go wide with surprise and delight, while your parents exchange proud glances. They can hardly believe that this tiny being, whom they've brought into the world and loved since the very beginning, is already capable of such a heart-melting expression. It's a moment of pure joy and connection, one that will forever be etched in their memories as the day when Lily truly came alive.

Your mother's heart skips a beat at the sound of your tiny rumbling stomach, her eyes immediately going to her full breasts. She knows that she needs to feed you soon, before you begin to fuss and cry in hunger. With gentle hands, she lifts you up onto her lap, guiding your mouth to her breast as you begin to suckle eagerly.

Your mother hums softly, her eyes closing as you begin to feed. The warmth of her skin and the richness of her milk fill your senses, washing away any lingering hunger pangs. Around you, the room fades into the background; all that matters is this moment of connection between mother and child. As you suckle eagerly, she runs her fingers through your hair, lost in the peaceful silence that surrounds you both.

The sound of your eager suckling fills the room, creating a soothing rhythm that lulls everyone into a sense of calm. Your father leans against the doorframe, watching his wife and daughter with a look of contentment on his face. He knows that this is a special moment, one that will be remembered for years to come. Your sister, meanwhile, sits nearby, her eyes shining as she witnesses the bond between mother and child unfold before her.

Lilith, content and full, falls asleep on her mother's lap. The room sighs in relief, the silence broken only by their gentle breathing and the occasional rustle of clothing. Your parents exchange satisfied glances; it's clear that they are grateful for this moment of peace amidst the chaos of life with a newborn. They know that soon enough, Lily will be awake again, but for now, they cherish every second of this precious quietude.

Your parents exchange glances, their expressions shifting from contentment to concern as they hear the first faint cries coming from Lilith. They know that she needs to be changed and taken to the bathroom soon; her tiny bladder can't hold it much longer. Your father rises from his seat, gently scooping up the sleepy infant in his arms before carrying her off towards the changing table. "I've got her," he reassures your mother with a soft smile, already making his way down the hallway.

As your father carries you towards the changing table, he can't help but marvel at how fragile and precious you are. He gently places you on your back, careful not to disturb your sleep as he begins to unfasten your diaper. The scent of warmth and innocence fills his nose, making him feel protective and responsible for keeping you safe and happy. He quickly cleanses you up before dressing you in a fresh diaper, making sure everything is snug and secure.

Once you're all clean and dry, your father carries you back to your mother, who takes you in her arms and cuddles you close. The warmth of her body feels good against your skin, lulling you back into a deep sleep as she gently rocks you back and forth. Your parents exchange satisfied glances; they know that even though raising a child is hard work, moments like these make it all worthwhile.

Your parents exchange knowing glances as they notice you sucking on your thumb. It's a sign that soon enough, you might be in need of a pacifier. Your mother smiles lovingly down at you, her heart swelling with the love she feels for her little daughter. She knows that providing comfort and security will always be one of her top priorities, no matter how much time passes or how big you grow to be.

As the day comes to an end, your parents carefully transfer you back into your crib in their bedroom. They tuck you in snugly, making sure that all the blankets are pulled up just right. Your father gently presses a pacifier between your lips, hoping it'll help you sleep soundly through the night. With one last loving glance, they turn out the light and close the door behind them, leaving you to dream sweet dreams in the darkness.

You wake up to the warmth of sunlight streaming through your room. Your tiny fists clutch at the sheets beneath you, and your eyes flutter open to take in your surroundings. The pacifier still sits comfortably between your lips as you yawn and stretch, content and happy. It's a new day, and with it comes the promise of more adventures, laughter, and love.

You continue to suck contentedly on your pacifier, the familiar sensation soothing and comforting. As you lie in your crib, taking in the sights and sounds of your cozy bedroom, a sense of security washes over you. It's clear that you've grown quite fond of this little piece of rubber; it's become a part of who you are, just like your parents' love and affection.

Your parents emerge from their room, still half-asleep but bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. They exchange knowing glances as they see you sucking contentedly on your pacifier, already looking well-rested and happy. A sense of pride and love swells in their hearts as they gaze down at their precious daughter, grateful for another day to spend together and to make more memories.

Your parents rise from their bed, still bleary-eyed with sleep but nonetheless thrilled to see your smiling face. They exchange loving glances as they approach your crib, eager to begin another day of caring for and nurturing their precious little girl. The warmth of their touch and the sound of their voices wash over you, making you feel safe and loved.