I just really enjoy the game and want the fandom to grow
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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 contains spoilers for Carlo's backstory other than that enjoy :)
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In the bygone years, before the Puppet Frenzy gripped Krat in its merciless clutches, you held the mantle of a proud and caring older sibling to Carlo. Those days were painted with the hues of familial warmth, the echoes of laughter resonating within the confines of your shared memories. Carlo, with his innocent eyes and a heart full of dreams, was the embodiment of the joy that colored your familial bond.
However, the sands of time shifted, and a cruel fate intervened with heart-wrenching consequences. The Petrification Disease, an insidious scourge that robbed its victims of life and vitality, struck your younger brother. The once-vibrant spirit of Carlo succumbed to the affliction, leaving you with the weight of grief and the haunting silence of an empty room that once echoed with his laughter.
Amidst the shadows cast by loss, you found yourself grappling with sorrow, trying to make sense of a world that had snatched away the cherished presence of a loved one. Geppetto, your father, stood as a shadowy figure, one whose neglectful demeanor added an additional layer of complexity to the emotional tapestry that defined your existence.
As the years unfurled, the Puppet Frenzy descended upon Krat, transforming the once-familiar streets into battlegrounds haunted by malevolent puppets. Seeking refuge from the marauding menace, you and your father sought solace in the protective embrace of Hotel Krat. The hotel, with its timeworn walls and enigmatic charm, became a haven against the relentless storm of chaos and danger that loomed beyond its threshold.
Within the confinements of the hotel, your past and present converged, merging the memories of a time when Carlo's laughter echoed through your shared moments with the harsh reality of a world now tainted by puppet-fueled terror. It was a somber tableau, a narrative etched with the hues of grief, resilience, and the bittersweet sanctuary found in the embrace of Hotel Krat.
As you navigated the tumultuous journey through the waves of time and grief, the boundary between reality and Geppetto's ingenuity blurred into a disconcerting semblance. The hallways of Hotel Krat became a labyrinth of emotions, and within its enigmatic confines, you stumbled upon a creation that sent tremors of disbelief and sorrow through your heart.
There, crafted by the hands of your father, stood a puppet bearing an uncanny resemblance to your dearly departed brother, Carlo. The puppet mirrored the essence of your sibling with haunting accuracy: the Ergo he clutched, the familiar features etched onto its puppet visage, and even the sparkle in its eyes, albeit painted with the melancholy of artificial life.
Yet, Geppetto's touch bore an unsettling twist as he incorporated a mechanical arm into this puppet incarnation of Carlo. The blue eyes, adorned with freckles, gazed back at you with an otherworldly imitation of life, and the specter of loss loomed large as the creation stood testament to the void left by your brother's absence.
