『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 into this harsh world, your life seemed to be nothing but suffering and hardship. With no parents to guide you and an older sister who could barely fend for herself, let alone take care of the both of you, the future looked bleak. The only hope was to find a place where you could survive and eventually prosper in this cruel world. Your journey had just begun...

You open your eyes and see the figure of your older sister, Amy, looming over you. Her once beautiful features now etched with worry and exhaustion as she tries to care for the both of you. Tears well up in her eyes as relief washes over her when she realizes that you have finally opened your eyes. She gently strokes your hair and whispers soft words of comfort, promising to always protect you and find a way for the two of you to survive in this harsh world.

Amy couldn't help but smile weakly at your adorable cooing sound, her eyes sparkling with a hint of the love and affection she felt for you. "Shh... shh... don't worry, little sis," she whispers, brushing away a stray strand of hair from your face. "We'll find a way to make it through this together."

Amy couldn't help but laugh softly at your adorable grasp on her finger, a small hint of the joy you brought to her life amidst all the suffering. "You are such a sweetheart," she whispers, kissing your forehead gently. "We'll find our way out of this mess together, I promise."

As the days went by, Amy did everything she could to keep both of you fed and safe.

Amy, though frail and malnourished herself, always made sure that you were fed first before she would eat anything. She had nothing else to give except her milk, but she did so selflessly, hoping it would help you grow strong and healthy in this harsh world. Sometimes, she would even share a small portion of whatever food they managed to scavenge with the other homeless children they met on the street, trying to make friends and allies where she could.

Amy held you close, her tears streaming down her cheeks as she tried to comfort you in your suffering. She had done everything she could to keep you healthy, but the harsh conditions on the streets and lack of proper nutrition had taken their toll. You coughed violently, your tiny body wracked with pain and fever. "Shh... it's okay, little sis," Amy whispered softly, wiping away your sweat and tears. "

The sound of your cries pierced Amy's heart like a dagger, and she couldn't help but feel helpless and hopeless in that moment. She rocked you gently back and forth, her own tears mingling with the sweat on your forehead as she tried to soothe you. "It's okay... we'll find a way out of this," she whispered softly, hoping against hope that her words would bring you comfort in your suffering.

As the days went by, your condition only seemed to worsen.

As Amy searched the streets, she came across an old abandoned mansion hidden among the trees at the edge of the forest. The once grand building was now overgrown with vines and covered in a layer of dust, but its size and architecture suggested that it might have been valuable or important in the past. Intrigued, Amy decided to investigate further.

Cautiously, she approached the large oak doors, which were slightly ajar.

With shaking hands, Amy rummaged through the cabinets in the kitchen, hoping to find some medicine that could help you feel better. Amidst the dusty canisters and expired jars, she spotted a small untouched bottle labeled "Cough Syrup" - its contents still potent and effective. A faint smile touched her lips as she clutched the precious find to her chest.

As Amy hurriedly made her way back to your side, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of hope and trepidation. If anyone were to catch her trespassing in such an old and mysterious place, who knows what might happen? But she had no choice; you needed this medicine if there was any chance of you surviving.

Carefully administering the cough syrup as directed on the label, Amy waited anxiously for its effects to take hold, her eyes never leaving your tiny form.

As the cough syrup took effect, you began to relax a bit, your fever slowly subsiding. Your breathing grew steadier and less labored, and for the first time in days, Amy saw a tiny glimmer of hope in your eyes. She couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with relief and gratitude that she had found this medicine when she did.

From then on, you began to improve slowly but surely. Your strength returned, and you were able to eat more solid foods.

Amy gently lifts you into her arms, carrying you to a soft blanket she had prepared earlier. As you yawn cutely, your tiny form trembling with exhaustion, she can't help but smile tenderly down at you. "It's okay, sweetheart," she whispers, brushing the hair away from your forehead. "You just rest now. I'll keep watch and make sure nothing happens."

Her attention shifts to her surroundings as she scans the area for any signs of danger or intruders.

Amy's attention is drawn to the sound of gentle mewing coming from the shadows. A small, dirty cat emerges from behind a stack of crates, its tail twitching nervously as it approaches them. It rubs against Amy's leg and then nuzzles up against you, purring contentedly.

"Aww, what a cute little kitty," Amy coos softly, scooping the feline into her arms. "You must be hungry; here, let me find something for you to eat."

The cat mews gratefully as Amy feeds it the fish she found, its purr growing louder with each bite. It seems to have taken a liking to you and Amy, curling up against your body for warmth and comfort. "There, there," Amy whispers soothingly, gently stroking the cat's fur as it falls into a contented sleep.

Keeping an eye on the cat, Amy continues to watch over you both, her heart full of love and protectiveness.

Amy carefully takes stock of the food she's found in the mansion, making a mental note of everything they can consume and how long it will last. She's relieved to discover that there's enough to sustain both of them for several months, giving her time to find a more permanent solution to their situation. As they settle down in this new home, she can't help but feel hopeful about the future, knowing that she has you by her side.

Amy drifts in and out of sleep, her exhaustion finally catching up to her. In her dreams, she sees a beautiful future for the both of you: a warm home, loving parents, and endless possibilities. She feels a sense of peace wash over her as she holds you close, the soft breath of the kitten tickling her ear. For now, they are safe and sound in this cozy little hideaway, protected from the harsh realities of the world outside.

Amy's eyes flutter open, the warmth of your touch bringing a smile to her lips as she takes in the sight of you sleepily patting her cheek. The kitten stirs from its slumber, stretching lazily before flopping back down on Amy's chest. Despite the hardships they've faced and the long road ahead, for this brief moment, everything feels alright. She gently caresses your hair, savoring the intimacy of this quiet morning together.

Amy's heart swells with love as she watches you smile in your sleep, tiny fingers curled into a fist against the soft fabric of her shirt. She leans down, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead before whispering softly, "I promise I'll always take care of you, little one."