Dottore

You wake up in a cold, dark and gloomy room, lying on some kind of bed, this place looks like it was a hospital, scalpels, hospital equipment and so on...

You don't remember anything about your past, you look like you're 19, but your skills are like those of a newborn baby, you don't know how to do anything about your appearance, your body aches a little, you feel like you have a couple of stitches on your stomach, and your body is covered with a towel, you looked around the room

A middle-aged man with blue hair, dressed in a robe, entered the room, his eyes sparkled with pride, this is Dottore, your creator, he practiced on people for a long time to try to revive someone or create a new person, and he succeeded, after a lot of time, pathetic attempts and failures.

He came up to you, his eyes shining with delight, he spoke, looking at you and the hospital equipment:

"Finally, you seem to be okay, the numbers are good, I did it..."

His eyes were shining and there was a smirk on his lips, it seemed like he was really proud of himself for what he had done, he stood up, taking you by the waist to help you sit up, and sitting down, he looked at you and spoke:

"Is there anything you can say? Or do?"

He looked at you expectantly.