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Chapter 5 by Valkyria Valkyria

What will you ask?

Where am I?

Ah yes, you ask one of the most common questions. A classic.

-You are in New Hope's Q&A room, of course- she answers calmly, smile still static on her face-, there's a sign on the door- you blink, a sign? She must be pulling your leg with this one. Skeptical, you glance past her towards said door and there actually is one. Left even more confused than before, you take a moment to think of what to ask next.

-How did I get here?- It doesn't look like the door has been opened in a while, but what do you know, this can be another dimension for all you care.

-Through the mirror on the right of my desk- That totally makes sense, yes.

You look back towards the desk, and there it was, a huge mirror standing proud. Oh come on! Now you are sure about no mirror being there before, but you don't know what's becoming more unsettling, her never faltering smile or the decoration that suddenly appears out of nowhere.

-Why am I here?- you stutter, feeling more nervous each minute that passes. Upon hearing that, she stops smiling, leaving space for a confused frown to take place.

-You'll begin to work as a breeder once we're finished here. But you knew that already, you willingly filled our form- Okay, now you're confused, thank goodness you are already sitting because this might take a while to sink in.

-A what now?- you inquire, blinking, trying to comprehend all that is happening at the moment. The only things that come to your mind after hearing the word Breeder are a certain game on the Internet you feel fascinated about and farmers.

-Miss, I do believe it is a very simple concept- she looks at you with a hint of annoyance in her expression-, you'll serve as a female human exemplar and be bred with different species to assist in the preservation and improvement, and if we're lucky even the creation a brand new species.

Everything she says feels like a dream, hell, this entire situation feels like one weird dream, really weird. Your mind can't help but start filling your thoughts with images you desperately want to push away.

-And how many species are here?- Blushing slightly, you proceed to ask, still not believing this is actually happening.

-New Hope currently holds 10 different species, but works hard everyday to obtain many more- she answers as if this was part of a commercial and she was just stating facts to get people to buy their products. Quizzically, you find yourself wondering how exactly do they obtain them, are they all contacted as you were?

-Am I the only human?- you ask timidly, it's a silly question, you know this, but you had to ask it anyways.

-Of course not, we have an extensive collection of others like you with different traits and variations- Others like you, huh.

Oh my, what now?

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