[ Somewhat reluctantly (because deep down, it's a source of shame for her, even if she pretends otherwise): ]

... I'm a homunculus. A kind of artificial life form. But not the pathetic sort, that exists as no more than a mindless servant, or as a mere shadow of their creator. From the moment I was born, I carved my own path, with my own strength... which meant cutting down anyone foolish enough to get in my way.