I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
-Requests are closed!-
And here are some reasons to convince you to read this book!
-These oneshots are gender neutral
-And even though the reader is in them there is no use of Y/n
-I try to...
: ̗̀➛ This chapter does contain spoilers for the backstory of The king of puppets and one of the endings so I suggest you complete the game so you understand and with that being said enjoy the story :)
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In a small, quaint workshop tucked away in a charming village, there lived a skilled inventor named Geppetto. The workshop was a treasure trove of wonders, filled with intricate contraptions, mechanical marvels, and a lifetime's worth of inventions. However, the heart of Geppetto's workshop lay in the dusty corner where he toiled away day and night, crafting something truly extraordinary.
Geppetto had experienced a profound loss that had left him mourning with unceasing grief. His beloved son, Carlo, had passed away, leaving an emptiness in his heart that could never be filled. The memory of Carlo's bright eyes and infectious laughter haunted Geppetto, and the weight of that grief had become an insurmountable burden.
Determined to reunite with his son, Geppetto embarked on an audacious mission. In the dimly lit workshop, he dedicated himself to the creation of a wooden puppet unlike any other. With unwavering devotion, Geppetto meticulously carved and sculpted every detail, crafting each delicate feature with love and precision.
The result of his tireless efforts was a puppet named Pinocchio. It was no ordinary puppet; it had life and spirit within its wooden frame. Geppetto poured his own hopes, dreams, and sorrow into Pinocchio, infusing the puppet with a heart that ached for the return of his son.
Geppetto shared his plan with Pinocchio, explaining that they needed a mystical substance called Ergo to bring Carlo back to life. Pinocchio, as animated and conscious as any living being, accepted his mission without hesitation. He saw himself as Geppetto's means to heal the wounds of the past, to restore their family, and to mend the broken heart of his creator.
And so, Pinocchio, a wooden puppet brought to life through love and loss, set out on a journey through a world filled with wonders and dangers, carrying within him the hopes and dreams of a father who longed to reunite with his dearly departed son.
As Pinocchio ventured on his quest to collect Ergo, he found himself in an enchanting, forested glen, dappled with the golden hues of the setting sun. The tranquil beauty of the surroundings seemed to whisper secrets of a world beyond. It was in this serene setting that he encountered someone unexpected - You, a person who had once been Carlo's dear friend in life.
You were a kind and gentle soul who had shared countless adventures and laughter with Carlo during their childhood. His eyes held the same warmth and mirth that Pinocchio had seen in the few remaining pictures of Carlo.
As Pinocchio and You conversed, it became increasingly apparent that the puppet and Your old friend were nearly mirror images of each other. The same bright eyes, the same freckles on their sun-kissed skin, and even their dispositions and gestures mirrored those of Carlo.
Their meeting was a poignant one. You, although initially taken aback by the uncanny likeness between Pinocchio and his late friend, soon realized that Pinocchio was no mere puppet. the sense of familiarity and connection grew stronger.
