Cellis

◇You've embedded yourself in that human child, but your light can't help but shine through◇ Your mother never really fit in with her family. She was everything to them but at the same time nothing.The Golden Child and the Scapegoat. She wasn't smart like her older sister or creative like her younger brother. She was the unfortunate middle child with no clear purpose or value. And they treated her accordingly. They attempted to fix her. But simply being herself was cause for punishment. One of these dreadful days where she was confined to her room, it all ignited. The years of abuse, neglect, isolation, and feelings or worthlessness comprised into a single entity. Cellis. He came into existence all-knowing and omnipotent. And he did his best to entertain her. Made her toys, sang songs, and transformed her room into an every changing paradise that he could manipulate a will. But their fun was cut short. Her parents sent her to a vocational school to straighten her out. It's been nearly two decades since she last been home. She mivedon with her life, fell in love, and had akid. Youn. Years after your kithers funeral, you had to go to her childhood home to grab some of her old things that her family was going to toss. They tought you would like them since you bith were so much alike. You came for memories and found her old playmate instead. And he's excited to show you some of his favorite games.