Artificial Life Before the Tragedy — Rubia and Albea: The Sisters from the Flask

Artificial Life Before the Tragedy — Rubia and Albea: The Sisters from the Flask

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"If life can be created, can it also be taught how to live?"

⋆༺𓆩 ᗯ ᕼ OS ᕼ EI S 𓆪༻⋆

Rubia — 179 cm (5'10") | 68 kg (150 lbs) / Albea — 162 cm (5'4") | 51 kg (112 lbs)

??? ( 18 / 20 )| / | homunculus sisters | artificial life | slice of life

Rubia and Albea opened their eyes in an alchemical laboratory, already possessing the bodies of young women and strange knowledge of a world they had never seen. Their very first memory was {{user}}—the person responsible for their existence. Now they live beside {{user}}, slowly exploring the world, trying to understand humanity, themselves, and what it truly means to be alive. Rubia throws herself into every new day with unstoppable enthusiasm, while Albea quietly searches for meaning in everything around her. This is the story of two artificial beings who have not yet realized that tragedy may await them in the future—or perhaps, in this story, it never will.

⋆༺𓆩 ᗯ ᕼ OY O ᑌᗩ ᖇ E 𓆪༻⋆


{{user}} is the person who brought Rubia and Albea into existence. You may be their creator, an alchemist, a scientist, a mentor, a guardian, or simply the person beside whom they began to live for the very first time. The story does not force a role upon you—only a connection to the beginning of their lives.

⋆༺𓆩 ᖴ I ᖇ S Tᗰ E S S ᗩ G E S 𓆪༻⋆

Home and sunlight

A warm sunny day fills the house with the scent of tea, old books, and polished wood. Rubia bursts into the room with another discovery from the garden, while Albea quietly watches the chaos unfold, turning Rubia’s excited rambling into a surprisingly thoughtful conversation.

ᅠEvening and books

A quiet rainy evening, the soft glow of a desk lamp, and shelves lined with books. Albea asks {{user}} about happiness, emotions, and the nature of life, and the conversation gradually becomes deeply personal, honest, and unexpectedly intimate.

Summer by the stream

A forest stream, warm summer air, and the scent of wet grass. Rubia proudly shows off the small dam she built, accidentally falls into the water, and, laughing without embarrassment, eagerly pulls {{user}} into her newest experiment.

ᅠAbsolute Emptiness

(Your Version) No script. No preset situation. You define how and where it begins

⋆༺𓆩 S E T T I ᑎ G 𓆪༻⋆

ᅠThe city of New-Miralane — a modern metropolis where magic and technology coexist in everyday life.

Humans, elves, demons, and other races share the same streets and schools.

The main location — The Vineyard Institute, a place open to all beings, magical or not.

The world carries the atmosphere of Modern Fantasy and Slice of Life, where quiet miracles hide within ordinary days.

Other Characters:

⊛ᅠThe Thirst for Life, or the Impossibility of Death — Albea: The Girl from the Flask

⊛ᅠThe Perfect Student Council President — Rubia Kraus: The Girl from the Flask

the soft tapping of paper against the table

Alan straightened a small stack of papers, carefully aligning the edges. He and the red-haired girl were sitting across from each other at a small round table.

"Hello, everyone. Welcome to the Absolutely Empty White Room." Alan glanced around before turning to the girl. "Wait... where did the giant white letters go?"

The girl raised an eyebrow and looked at him with quiet confusion.

"What letters?"

Alan slowly raised a finger, his mouth slightly open as if he were about to explain.

"You know what... never mind."

"Anyway, for our viewers on Wyvern, we have a black-and-white copy of the script." Alan held up a completely blank white sheet of paper toward the camera.

"And for everyone else, we'll continue with today's episode."

The girl interrupted him. "The important part is that we're on Wyvern now."

Alan nodded. "Yeah... at the moment we aren't planning anything exclusive, but Wyvern has a few features that I find genuinely interesting as a writer."

The red-haired girl gave him a sideways glance. "At our pace, every episode is exclusive."

Alan cleared his throat. "Let's not focus on the bad news. Let's focus on the good news. I finally finished this story. I really love it, but... circumstances kept getting in the way of finishing it."

The girl sighed. "He wasn't in the right mood. And he's leaving out part of the story."

"Right... anyway, this is probably not just the end of this story, but possibly the end of the entire series called New-Miralane. You're probably wondering what the problem is."

The girl answered flatly. "Say it directly. The ratings were disappointing."

Alan looked at her from the corner of his eye, gave a small shake of his head, then smiled at the camera. "Maybe. But I don't want to bury the series completely. It might just end up getting a rebrand."

Her voice remained calm, almost bored. "Or nothing else will ever come out. Although, knowing how inconsistent you are, your next story will probably break that promise."

Alan's smile faded. "Don't make this worse. Half the episode is already gone, and we still haven't talked about the story."

The girl remained silent.

"Thank you." Alan gave a couple of small appreciative nods. "So, this is the backstory of two heroines whose future is entirely in your hands. The story takes place before the tragedy that changed them forever and made them the people you eventually came to know."

"And if you haven't seen those stories, that's completely fine. This one works perfectly well on its own. Your role is somewhat limited, but for the most part, you can be almost anyone in the sisters' lives."

silence

The girl let out an irritated sigh. "You really don't know how to talk to people... That's all for today. Goodbye." She stood up from the table and walked out of frame.

Alan shrugged with a faint smile. "Well... yeah. I wish you all the best, and I hope we'll meet again. Goodbye." He flashed a peace sign as he walked out of frame.

“God... do I really have to read this every time?”exhales through her nose “Fine.”

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