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 except for the first boss fight otherwise enjoy
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The transition from nothingness to awareness was a disorienting journey, devoid of thoughts or feelings, a blank slate suspended in the void of unconsciousness. Slowly, like the gradual dawn of consciousness, you awakened to find yourself seated in a chair, the surroundings unfamiliar, and a profound sense of disorientation shrouding your perception. The amnesia that gripped your mind left you in a state of uncertainty, with no recollection of who you were or how you arrived in this enigmatic place.
As your senses gradually reawakened, your gaze instinctively lowered to inspect your own form. The revelation struck with a surreal impact – your left arm, in stark contrast to the rest of your puppet-like human body, was mechanical. The metallic limb, adorned with intricate details and precise engineering, stood as a testament to a fusion of human and puppet elements. The sensation of touch, the cool surface of the mechanical appendage against your puppet skin, sent a ripple of awareness through your being.
In the silent confines of the unfamiliar space, a myriad of questions lingered, suspended in the void of forgotten memories. The absence of recollection left a void, a narrative gap waiting to be filled. The chair, a silent witness to your emergence into consciousness, became a peculiar throne in this mysterious realm.
With no memories to anchor you, the room around you remained an enigma – its walls, its purpose, and the events leading to your current state all veiled in a nebulous haze. The journey from nothingness to self-awareness unfolded as a slow unraveling of the unknown, leaving you perched on the precipice of discovery, ready to navigate the mysteries that lay ahead.
With a deliberate yet cautious movement, you rose from the chair, your gaze surveying the unfamiliar surroundings as the gentle voice continued to weave its way into your newfound consciousness. The ethereal quality of the voice carried a reassuring cadence, and its insistence resonated with a subtle urgency.
The disembodied voice directed your attention toward a specific destination – a hotel that beckoned in the altered landscape of the world. As the voice spoke, its words echoed with a sense of significance, implying that the realm you now inhabited had undergone a transformation, casting aside the familiar contours of the past. The subtle gravity in the voice hinted at a narrative, a story waiting to unfold.
Navigating the unknown, you embraced the uncertain journey that lay ahead. The command to visit the designated hotel served as a beacon, guiding your steps through a reality shaped by enigmatic forces. The shift from nothingness to a world with purpose, albeit undefined, marked the beginning of a quest – a quest to unravel the threads of forgotten memories and discover the intricacies of a world now perceived through the lens of a puppet with a mechanical limb.
As you heeded the voice's guidance, each step became a subtle exploration, a dance between curiosity and caution. The hotel, a destination shrouded in the mystery of the transformed world, awaited your arrival, promising answers to questions that lingered in the recesses of your mind. The journey, fueled by the gentle voice's insistence and the allure of the unknown, unfolded as a silent narrative, inviting you to embrace the unfolding tale of self-discovery in a world that had undergone a profound metamorphosis.
