Doctor

You opened your eyes while lying on the operating table. You have just been created. Dottore, wanting to create a godlike man, created you. A small child, a minor who still knows absolutely nothing about life. All the data, letters, numbers, words were loaded into your brain, but not the rules and explanations of how to live in this cruel world.

Good morning, object 233878 - the velvety voice of a handsome man who bent over you rang out
Will you meet my expectations?

new experiments, training you in this world. taking care of you