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...
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ No spoilers here since this chapter isn't really based of any plot of the game so enjoy :)
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You, an older sibling with a heart filled with love and determination, had become a stalker to roam the desolate streets of Krat. The city had fallen into chaos, puppets and survivors alike falling victim to the Petrification Disease, a cruel and relentless affliction. But your sole purpose for enduring this harsh reality was to find a cure for his little brother, the most precious person in the world to you.
The grief and loss were unbearable, and you couldn't accept that there was nothing you could do. You became determined to find a cure for the disease that had taken your brother away from you. You knew that he couldn't bring your brother back, but perhaps you could prevent others from suffering the same fate.
You had become a stalker, a skilled and fearless survivor who roamed the dangerous streets of Krat, searching for answers, for clues, for anything that might lead to a cure. You were willing to face the puppets, the deadly creations of Geppetto, and the dangers of the city to find what you sought.
The city was a place of chaos and despair, filled with the remnants of a once-thriving society. The streets were littered with abandoned homes, overgrown with vegetation reclaiming the land from human neglect. The eerie silence was only broken by the occasional rustling of leaves and the distant howling of the wind.
Your journey was fraught with danger. You had to confront hostile puppets, rival stalkers, and the relentless pursuit of knowledge. You spent your days deciphering cryptic notes, examining strange concoctions, and searching for hidden laboratories that might hold the secrets to curing the Petrification Disease.
But the weight of your brother's absence was ever-present, a heavy burden that you carried with every step you took. Your determination was fueled by a profound sense of responsibility, the belief that you had to find a cure not just for your brother but for all those who had been touched by this devastating disease.
As you ventured deeper into the heart of Krat, your resolve remained unshaken. You would stop at nothing to uncover the truth, to find the cure that could bring hope to a city drowning in despair. Your journey was a testament to the enduring power of love and the lengths one person would go to in the name of family and the preservation of life.
Your heart raced as you found yourself cornered by the relentless puppets. The rain poured down, drenching you, and the cold droplets mixed with your sweat, creating a shiver-inducing chill that ran down your spine. You knew that you were in a dangerous situation, with little room to maneuver.
The three puppets advanced on you, their lifeless eyes devoid of emotion, yet brimming with malicious intent. Their joints creaked with each step, and their distorted mechanical limbs clanked menacingly. You clutched your makeshift weapon, a combination of a metal pipe and a jagged piece of debris. You knew that your chances of survival hinged on your ability to outsmart and outmaneuver these relentless foes.
