PROLOGUE

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(Short)

He sighed as he walked to the world tree. he was assigned on a mission to search irminsul. bits of information sprouted, but he made sure not to touch them just incase. he needed to reach the main tree.

after a couple more walking, he finally reached the core of irminsul itself. now, he just reached out for it and connected to it. "hmm.. no.. nope.. why does this even exist-" it was until he came across a certain memory. (specifically, one of Dottore's.) "oh? wait.. anonymous data?" ..you can guess how it went. "𝘔𝘳. 𝘕𝘪𝘸𝘢, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘬?" that memory went on. Scaramouche couldn't believe all of this. something in his chest ached. he wanted to cry, yet he couldn't..

"Dottore.."

"DOTTORE..!"

he gritted his teeth as he learned the truth about his betrayal. he just wanted to rip Dottore's arms off, burn him alive, or feed him his own organs. "Dottore, you.." he grieved for his friends that he thought betrayed him. "if only.. if only i realized sooner.."

he wanted to get his revenge on Dottore. Scaramouche gripped his chest and laughed. "ahahaha... Dottore, you son of a bitch!"

"i'll.. i'll fucking kill you!"

it took a while to calm himself down. he wanted revenge against Dottore- but how? just barging into the Fatui HQ is just straight up suicide.

he can't also just go and say "hey, im quitting so bye ya'll" they definitely wouldn't like that.

Scaramouche picked himself off the ground. he had made his decision. he was going to quit the Fatui.
He dusted his clothes off and left the Irminsul. this was the start of a Journey.

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