"Hm?" The child turned around to face the demonic-like creature, a golden flower in their hand. "Oh, I didn't expect anyone else to be here. I was just talking to myself, that's all." They didn't seem to be scared of the creature, as the child walked up to it, their arms crossed. "So many timelines...I've seemed to have lost sight of what role I play, heheheh." They said, a sad smile having adorned their face.

It was then they turned to the lion, who had given a question about how humans and monsters were different. "Right, there are no real differences between us. Only that humans are the real 'freaks' here." The child looked down at their free hand, and imagined a blood red knife in their hand. "Capable of such evil...that one must wonder, 'Who's the real monster here...?'"

They shook the thought out of their head, before looking back up at the creature and lion. "Ah, I should probably introduce myself. I'm Chara. Chara Dreemurr."