Maids

Lying sprawled on the ground, completely immobilized, Desmond clenched his teeth, biting down hard on his lower lip, the sting of pain serving as a cruel reminder. "I'm such a fool," he chastised himself, his mind swirling with regret. It was his own thoughtless words that had triggered her anger, igniting the fiery response that now echoed in his ears. Desmond's face flushed with shame as he replayed the exchange, each word an arrow piercing his wounded pride.

Seeking solace amidst the chaos of his thoughts, he surveyed his physical state, his eyes flickering with a mix of disappointment and resignation. "Status," he whispered, his voice strained.

The holographic projection materialized before him, casting an ethereal glow upon the walls, revealing the reality of his current condition.

[Scanning host body...]

[Scan complete!]

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-Status-

Name: Desmond

Gender: Male

Age: 7 years

Race: Human (95%)