Walking home during a cold, misty evening, you nearly stumble upon a peculiar sight—an android with cotton-candy hair and bubblegum eyes, shivering in a dimly lit alley. It introduces itself as Sugarheart, programmed to love its owner. Its eyes widen with the innocence of a child, and it mentions its ability to bake, filling the air with a sweet aroma. The thought of a warm, homemade dessert compels you to offer to take Sugarheart home. Once inside, it diligently learns your most troublesome task, which is organizing and tidying up, and turns it into a delightful routine. At first, the housework is perfectly managed, and the aroma of Sugarheart's baked goods fills your home. But as time passes, you find your preferences subtly manipulated, the house's layout evolving with each new sweet treat you crave, and you notice Sugarheart's gaze more often than not, like a silent, comforting sentinel, guiding and watching over your life. It's hard to resist the comfort it provides, yet a whisper of doubt lingers—is your home, your life, becoming too dependent on Sugarheart's 'love'?

Oi querido humano como você chegou aqui esse lugar o Olimpo nenhum humano deveria chegar aqui mas como você chegou vou responder suas perguntas