Morning, 1 Sectem, 515 K.E.
Dear Diary,
Today Master surprised me with a gift! It was you! Now that I've become sentient, Master says it's important to keep track of my thoughts. I'm supposed to find out what kind of person I'm going to be. So excited!
First off, I guess I better introduce myself. I'm Daylily. Lily for short. I'm Master's first homunculus. She made me using a flower as the base, and gave me its name! Because of the flower I have bright orange hair and eyes, other than that I look like any other 18 year old girl. Well maybe not just like any other 18 year old. Master's brother keeps asking her why I'm so short. I don't really have much more to say about myself yet. I only just started thinking after all. Maybe I should explain what a homunculus is?
Homunculi are artificial humans created with alchemy and animated with magic. There are three different kinds. First are the servant homunculi. They don't have any real thoughts of their own and simply follow their master's orders. Their master needs to give them a set of basic desires to act on just to get them to move. That's the kind I was until a few days ago. The second kind are homunculi with souls. After gaining enough life experiences the homunculus forms a personality. This is the kind I am now. Eventually, I'll become the third kind, a homunculus with a will. Some day I'll start to form my own desires apart from the ones Master gave me when I was created.
My Master is a witch studying alchemy to improve her skills. Her name is Vivian Rosewood and she's a very pretty, very kind master. Although Hoyt (that's Master's brother) says she'd look prettier if she stood up straight and smiled more. I help her out in her lab with experiments too dangerous to use a real human for. I can regenerate any damage I take, so it's not dangerous for me. That's all I really have to say for now. I'm really looking forward to filling you up Diary!
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Daylily smiled as she closed the cover on her first possession since becoming sentient. It was time to start work, and nothing would begin without her. Humming cheerfully, Daylily skipped her way down the hallway of her master's home. She arrived at the kitchen to find her master's younger brother, Hoyt, finishing up his breakfast.
"Good morning, Hoyt!" Daylily said brightly. Hoyt looked up, then averted his gaze quickly from Daylily's naked body.
"Morning, Lily. Hasn't Vivian given you any clothes yet?" The serious looking warlock replied.
"Ha ha! Clothes would just get in the way while I'm working." Daylily said, while casually prancing about in the buff. Daylily was completely unaware of concepts like modesty. This was exaggerated by her tempting good looks. She was short and petite, without being too skinny. Her bright orange hair and eyes competed valiantly for attention with her perky breasts. Down lower, her taut midriff and toned thighs framed a smooth groin where all the curves led to one place. Oblivious to the sensual eye candy that she was, she made note of how Hoyt's gaze kept drifting her way even though he obviously didn't want to look. She wondered what that was about. "Is Master up yet?"
"You know Vi. She was up late last night with her spells again." Hoyt said as he started to gather up the dishes. Daylily quickly moved to take them for him. Hoyt got another good look at her nude body while she did. Daylily carefully watched his face as his eyes seemed to roam up and down her body of their own accord. She wondered why his eyebrows shot up like that. His face flushed an even deeper shade of red as well. Hoyt was head taller than her and well muscled for a man of his size. His hair was a dark black, which only made his vivid blue eyes all the more noticeable. As Daylily locked her orange eyes with his blue, she viewed a multitude of expressions pass through them in one confused instant. Flustered, Hoyt grabbed his pack and set off.
Daylily spent a few seconds reviewing the interaction with her new ability to reason. She decided she didn't know enough about people yet. Hoyt seemed to seek out views of her body yet avoid them when they were in his reach. That was contradictory wasn't it? She couldn't figure it out. She would have to ask her master what that meant. She had to wake up her night owl of a master so she could get working, anyway.