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 does contain spoilers for one of the endings
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The journey through the labyrinthine depths of Krat had been arduous and fraught with challenges, but Pinocchio had finally reached the end of the path. He stood before Geppetto, his creator and the one who had promised to make him a real boy. The wooden puppet had remained committed to this mission, driven by the hope of fulfilling that promise.
Geppetto, with a knowing smile, reiterated the deal they had made. "You've done well, Pinocchio. I will turn you into a real boy if you give me your heart."
With a sense of trepidation and longing for the transformation he had always dreamed of, Pinocchio agreed. He was willing to make this ultimate sacrifice in exchange for the chance to become a human, to feel the warmth of life coursing through his veins, and to be more than a mere puppet.
But the moment that followed was a shocking and heart-wrenching betrayal. Geppetto, the one who had created him and nurtured his existence, did not fulfill his end of the bargain as Pinocchio had expected. Instead, with a callous and sinister gesture, Geppetto reached out and tore the mechanical heart from the puppet's chest.
The pain that surged through Pinocchio was not just physical but a profound emotional agony. He collapsed onto his back, helpless and betrayed. His vision blurred as he witnessed the unthinkable: Geppetto took the mechanical heart and placed it within the nameless puppet, the very puppet that had once held the promise of life for Pinocchio.
With a sense of utter despair, Pinocchio shut down, his wooden form becoming lifeless and inanimate. He had been manipulated and used by the one he trusted most, and the promise of becoming a real boy had turned into a cruel illusion. The workshop's silence enveloped him, and the betrayal of his creator was a wound that ran deeper than any injury he had ever endured. The puppet lay there, a lifeless figure in the shadow of the deceit that had shattered his dreams and trust.
Pinocchio's eyes flickered open, and as he regained consciousness, he found himself in the very place where he had been betrayed. The workshop's eerie emptiness surrounded him, with only the lingering echoes of the past and the profound sense of abandonment.
In this desolate space, a lone survivor had taken refuge. Startled by the sudden awakening of the wooden puppet, they flinched in surprise, their eyes widening with a mixture of fear and curiosity. It was as if they had encountered a ghost from the past, a puppet who had been left for lifeless, only to return to the realm of the living.
The survivor's presence was a stark contrast to the emptiness of the workshop, and their reaction spoke of the enigmatic world of Krat, where every encounter held the potential for both danger and unexpected connections. Pinocchio, with his mechanical heart stolen and his trust shattered, was now faced with the unknown, as he sought to navigate this world where nothing was as it seemed.
Despite the profound betrayal he had experienced, Pinocchio's compassionate nature shone through. He recognized the survivor's fear and hesitated to make any sudden movements, choosing not to further distress them. The wooden puppet, though deeply wounded by his creator's actions, held onto his belief in the potential for goodness in humanity.
