Prologue傀儡師

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( events take place when scaramouche and reader are still kids hehe.)
Kunikuzushi, a puppet made for disposal.
A pathetic creation by the Raiden shogun herself, his mind purified to know anything about the world that's yet to come.

He was a failure, unskilled, below average, and most of all, he was weak.

A puppet that wept everyday til Dawn, too fragile to be of use. His heart was taken from him, the Raiden Shogun believing that he never deserved one to begin with. Finding out he was nothing to her but a burden, she left him like an unfinished painting. Believing he wasn't even strong enough to take a single glimpse of the outside world, he was locked up in the chambers of the Shogun's palace.

She made sure no one knew of its existence, not even being taught how to talk or act properly in front of others.

He learnt most of the things he had to from mere books and stories. Knowing that it might be the closest thing he'll get to seeing the outside world.

Most of his years spent in isolation and fear. He could hear the friendly chatter of the residents from outside the palace, or the sermons given to the guards from right above the ceiling of his room.

Some days he spent in, desperation, to get out and to meet new people. To get out and learn about the world and it's contents. Some days he even tried to escape, toting through the walls, using his acquired electro powers to break down the lock on the door, but due to the door being made of silver— the electricity managed throwback at him and he ended up hurting himself.

All of his little attempts being a mess up, not until that one day he managed to pick the key with a little metal stick he found from the ground. Learning how to do it from a book he last read, but that day was not only the day of his successful escape— it was also the day where he met you.

That day, you spent your time catching onikatubos for your brother. He told you he wanted the most strongest, biggest one you could ever find and so you embarked on your journey to the depths of your backyard to seek a strong one to defeat his friend's onikabutos.

From strolling at your backyard, searching every single tree and rocks on the ground, you ended up somewhere further than that.

You ended up on the edges of byakko plain. The sun was starting to set and your brother was definitely looking for you, considering the idea of going home. Right when you turned to head back to the direction of your house, you found it! A perfectly large onikabuto.

Your eyes sparkled as you laid your vision on it, not bothering to move a single inch, afraid to scare it away.

You slowly stepped forward one by one, as you were afraid of frightening the perfectly fine catch. What if your brother's friends found it first? you weren't going to allow that!

When you thought you were close enough, you quickly stretched your arms and tried to grab it with both of your hands, plunging forward only for it to crawl away.

You knitted your eyebrows together, about to chase after it but right before you could move an inch—, "Y/n! There you are! I told you to fetch me an onikabuto, not to travel the whole depths of Inazuma with your foolishness!"

You turned to your furious older brother, "Come on now, let's get going it's almost night time."

Instead of responding, you were wholly dedicated to that one onikabuto. You ran towards the direction where you saw it crawl, ignoring the yells of your brother.

Soon enough, you caught up to it, hanging itself on a tree. Luckily, your brother lost track of where you went and you were alone.

"Finally, I've got you little nika..." You said, squinting your eyes to seem intimidating to the little bug. When you tried to grab it, it climbed up to the tree which caused you to climb up to follow it because of your deep dedication.

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