PROLOG

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it hurt's'

Say the puppet in his mind. He Doesn't know what to do now, his beloved mother figure..The Witch..was now abandoned him.
He Doesn't have anything now, not home, not money, not family.

The puppet felt likes he is already 'dead'
Wait dead? Is not the right word for someone that immortal, the puppet was immortal but still lose to a low life Humans..the knight.

He doesn't know what is this feeling? He felt likes getting stabbed in his chest, was it's sad..? Was it's angry..? He is really confused.

The puppet still on his mind, sitting on a big rock beside the river, he doesn't hear any single sound around him other than his own thought..until..

"Hey! What are you doing here? Are you Hungry?"
A loud voice yet soft and warm snap him back to reality.

He opens his eyes as his eyes meeting a charming looks from a mysterious yet so beautiful lady..

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