Have a seat, this is a sad, dark story. So, it was Dec to Mar in 2012/2013. I had ended up getting really really ill, and with this, I fell into a helpless depression. It was really bad, I was only 13 at the time. Well, the doctor sent me to a specialist who then scheduled me for surgery. I was told my survival would be a miracle. So. It was March 23rd, 2013, the morning before the surgery. I had stayed up all that night studying how to do this. I recorded Shadow's first CV voicebank because why tf not? I was convinced I was going to die, so why not do this? Not like anyone is going to know. Well. A few ours later, I woke up in a hospital bed with a stuffed animal and a drawing of Shadow. As soon as I saw that, I took it as a sign. It was meant to happen. I showed her to my best friend, who loved vocaloid and he was amazed. We later created the second member of the project, Neko. Our friend wanted to get in on the action, so she voiced Storm, the third member of the project. My older sister got curious on what I was doing, and spending so much time one, so we showed her, and later the fourth member, Snow was created. Then from there.... It just became a part of me. Neko is the closest thing to my best friend I have, he ended up moving pretty far away, and we rarely talk now.. 4 years strong. I used to love the concept of the future... You know, singing programs, robots, and stuff like that. We have that now. This is the future. Now I am left wondering.... What is beyond the future?