♡Our, Dendrobium.♡ [ScaraKazu]

Ch. 23; -The Truth-

Guys hear me out. TITANIC KAEBEDO AU. Fuck the other kazuscara book, this idea better

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"What..?" Solve. Huh, what a stupid thing to hear out of nowhere. What's this voice, from the future? Past? Or just going insane? The words "Puppet, 6th, He" caught his attention. Was it referring to someone he knew? Should he tell Scaramouche about this? "I'm back darling, are you feeling worse?" A raven enters the room with a cup of tea that smelled amazing. Kazuha smiles softly shaking his head as a no, since he was feeling the same.

He sips on the tea as the other was watching him. "What? Do I look stupid? I rolled around in the bed bored so don't ask." He says, taking another sip. "Hm? Oh no no, just you know, admiring the world." Raising am eyebrow, the albino looks at him. A soft pink tint appears on he realizes. "Shut up. I should of have never asked that.." and turns away.

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Laying in bed, hugging eachother, Kazuha finally gets the courage to ask. "Scara, can you tell me about your past? You don't have to, I'm just curious." He shifts so he can look at him. A soft hum was heard. "Alright.. I guess."

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I was never ment to be born. I was created so I could hail the crown, as Raiden Ei refused to use the power within it. Like a statue, perhaps.
I was often called puppet. Guess that's true, I was controlled, attached to invisible strings, forced to do and learn things I would never learn in my own will.
I fled, far away, strings still attached.
There I met a nice guy, a skilled smithy. He thought me of ways with a hammer, and how to create weapons.
Once he knew who i was, he betrayed me. Left me, kicked me out.
Saying I was heartless.

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"You don't have to continue my dove."
"No, I want you to know."

After that, I ran away again. Somewhere even more far away,
There, I met a small child. An alone kid like me, sick, but understood me. We played together, he taught me about lavender melons and how to properly eat them. He had a sacred doll, that I made for him.
Looked like a small me.
Funny, wasn't it.
One day I came back with a basket full of lavender melons, there I saw him. Laying in a flower bed. His sickness killed him, yet he promised he wouldn't leave.

Such a liar he was. I felt betrayed. For the third and last time. For his sake, I burnt the house down. Letting the sacred doll be discarded in peace. Not to bring any discomfort afterwards.
There I went back to the kingdom..
Without a single piece of mercy left.

"I feel like there are some parts you aren't telling me, you want to talk about them?"
"Those are personal. I guess."

I vowed i would take revenge. On the nation. Maybe even Tevyat. I couldn't tell the difference around feelings. The only thing I felt was hollowness. Empty.
I always sneaked out, watching the skies. White Life has been the only one I haven't hated.