What does it take to create an artificial human?

Would you agree with the creation of one?
Would they have talents and gifts?
Would they have definitions and judgments?
Would they have yearnings and desires?
Would they have dreams like we do?
If they do would they chase after their dreams like we do?
Would they have perseverance, determination, fervency, and enthusiasm?
Would their body function like ours?
Would they have character and personaility?
Would they change and be tempremental like us?
Would they favour, accept new knowledge, process, register and learn?
What does it take to make an AI as real as a human?
A mecha as real as orga?
How do you control their intelligence and capability?
How would they behave to ensure that they are unique and unlike any one else?
A creation of their own? A voice of their own? A mind that thinks by its own, where thoughts have perceptions, thoughts that leads to specific actions.

And if they are desinged and built in such a way that they are able to provide a Yes to all my questions, can we accept and treat them like ourselves?
Is it possible for us to love something that is so similar and almost identical to us, yet accept the differences between us and them, and still love them? Love a mechanically made human who has emotions?
And since they are mechanic how can they love then? Has not God consider all this in a blink of an eye, intelligence and logic that took us many centuries to dream of, to fonder with the idea and concept that we are so uniquely, wonderfully and fearfully made?
Is God not the one who drew out your entire life with his bare hands, who planned the path you would take yet allowing freewill because he loves us.
Am i right to say that it is inhuman of God to create an identical you? Someone who looks, sound, thinks, walks, behaves like you? An identical that beholds your destiny and dream?

No one else is like you, you are unique. God didnt make a single mistake in creating you, in drawing and planning out your life. The mistake that you think is, only exists as a mistake because you are unable to accept the truth, the reality, the circumstances that you are facing, you wish to escape the pain, hurt, lies, or maybe even the truth. But when you find the stregth to accept your life, the mistake vanishses.

Love life. Dont compare. Accept the differences.