His Fake Marriage

•The Newer Version of Him•

(*Omg hi guys. So before we begin this chapter, I wanted to inform you guys about another story idea I had recently.

So basically it could be any character x character/ reader (reader if you guys really want to). Boss scara? 👀

I just got the scenario based off this TikTok story I've been watching recently.

It's basically a boss x office worker. Yea- kinda basic? But the office worker is the one trying to make the boss fall for them and it sorta works out.

Lmk what you guys think, any ways I could improve on this idea? 😩)

~Scaramouche~

It's been a day since (Y/N) saw him in his current state, as much as he didn't want to admit it...

He missed her.

But there's no time to divulge in those thoughts with Dottore all up in his personal space. Right now, he's as much as a used toy. Being mistreated left and right. How could that not break someone?

His thoughts were broken by the sound of footsteps and loud voices breaking their way into his mind. Who on Teyvat would dare disturb his thoughts?

"Grand Sage, the preparations are ready for the next stage of the process!" One of those lab rodents announced, sounding happy with himself.

These damn people are such idiots, if he really wanted to, he would break out of this chamber and kill them all. However, he's being held back by the sudden news he got a day ago.

Although it's been a day, Scaramouche was still in denial that (Y/N) lied to him. This was indeed his fourth betrayal, (*L BOZO!) but he had it coming to him. Scaramouche was too trusting of that woman.

Trust and love gets you killed in a world like this. Maybe it's best if he forgot about her... and just focus on becoming a god. Dottore may have been right- for once.

"Looks like someone's awake. Good morning, puppet." That annoying voice was heard through his small, closed chamber.

The blue haired harbinger stepped out from the shadows and gave him a smug look. He put his hand on his hip, and grinned.

"Now that I've given you a day to think, tell me, what shall we do next?" Dottore asked, making sure to keep eye contact with the Sixth.

Scaramouche didn't want to answer him, it's not that he didn't have an answer- he did. His answer was something that would probably hurt (Y/N), but she probably didn't care anyways.

After lying to him for all the times they've been together, there would be no point in seeing her again. Right? She didn't care about his feelings, nor did she care about his future.

So why should he care about her? She was his fiancée, he could do whatever he wanted to her after he became a god. What if she was good at fighting? How could she fight against someone that was to become a god? Pathetic.

Never again will he be betrayed by those close to him, never again will he be lied to. How foolish of his past self to think that he could be loved. He was a puppet, he didn't deserve to be love.

So there would be no need for it.

"I'll become a god and kill all of you!" Scaramouche answered with his "heart" out.

That only made the Doctor smirk, seems like his answer was good enough to continue the process of becoming a god. Something Scaramouche has been dreaming of since the day his mother abandoned him.

"That's more like it, there's the Balladeer with no love for anyone. Now... let's truly begin our wonderful experiment!" Dottore laughed maniacally.

The little lab assistants all ran around the lab, activating machines, flicking levers, scanning objects, and even checking on Scaramouche's pulses.

"Il Dottore, we have gathered last night's dreams. They're ready to be used and made into canned knowledge." The Grand Sage spoke up, hands behind his back.

Dottore looked his way, waited a bit before opening his mouth:

"That was rather fast for the likes of your sages, I'm quite impressed. We shall begin with the transferring process shortly..." he paused and turned to Scaramouche. "Now, are you ready to brainwash yourself?"

The Sixth Harbinger didn't answer, he looked down and waited for his chamber to be opened. The tubes behind him slowly lost their grasp on his body and fell off. He stepped outside and was hit with the cold floors of the factory.

Brainwashing himself was the best option at this point, there would be no feelings that he had to worry about. And definitely no fiancée to get in his way.

"What a good doll you are," Dottore gave a wicked smile and then his expression changed. "Get inside the robot."

Walking towards the gigantic robot that was lying there, waiting for a master to control it, felt like an eternity. Each step Scaramouche took brought an electrifying shock to his body. It's like his own body was telling him to not do it.

That didn't matter, for his mind was already made up. No one could stop him now. Not (Y/N), not anyone.

He will become a god.

Getting inside the mechanical robot was the easy part, but having more tubes stuck to his back was a pain in the ass. Now comes the part where he brainwash himself into a newer form. A form that's fit for godhood.

"Yes.! Now my experiment can finally begin!" Dottore cackled.

Scaramouche slowly closed his eyes and fused his consciousness with the robot. Soon afterwards, the brainwashing was starting.

'There will be no such thing as emotions in this newer form of me. I will become the greatest god to be alive. No one will be able to stop me. I will break out of this fake world and kill everyone!'

'No! (Y/N)'s going to come save us! She won't be fooled by these imbeciles!'

'Shut up! Did you ever think that maybe she didn't like you to begin with? She was just playing with your heart! Fooled three times and still can't tell a difference? You're a dumbass, Kunikuzushi.'

'I believe in her!'

'If she believed in you then maybe she wouldn't have lied. Get out of your head and become one with the newer version of us!'

'... Maybe.. you're right..'

'Hahah! That pathetic woman doesn't care about us, forget about her!'

'But I don't want to forget about her! She made us happy! That meant something to me!

'It's been a day since she left us, wouldn't she have made more effort in fighting back the last time? She doesn't love you, Kunikuzushi. We've seen how she acted with that blonde boy.'

'The Traveler...'

'Yes, he's our enemy.'

'But (Y/N)'s our fiancée! If I would've known that sooner I-'

'SHUT YOUR MOUTH! Did it ever occur to you that this was an arranged marriage? This means there was no love to begin with, it was only the will of that woman.'

'...'

'Now are you going to come with me or die?'

'Yes.. I'm coming, Scaramouche..'

The mechanical machine stayed still for a bit, it seemed unconscious, no life whatsoever. The Grand Sage, Dottore, and the lab assistants stood in silence. No one dared to move, well maybe except the Second. He walked towards the robot and stood a few feet away from its outstretched hand.

One of his needles flew out from behind him and poked the robot's fingers. Nothing happened. That made the blue haired man sighed, maybe the experiment didn't work out after all?However, the next moment, it awoke with a great gust of wind.

"HAHAHAHA! I am now a newer version of me. Come now, Dottore. Fulfill your end of the deal."

(Done!! Yayyy I finally have more motivation to complete these chapters. I hope you all had a great week! See you when I see you 🫶)