𝔾𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕚𝕡𝕤𝕪 [𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚] ʙᴏᴏᴋ2

༻꫞ 𝐸𝑃𝐼𝐿𝑂𝐺𝑈𝐸 ꫞༺

_ _ _ _ 𝑃𝑂𝑉

I moved my fingers lightly. Everything was dark. Where am I? I tried to move, but my whole body felt sore. Finally, I opened my eyes and realized I was in a closet.

A small crack in the door let in a ray of light. I moved my arm, a loud crack audible. I pushed the door open, looking at my hands.

Puppet joints. My eyes widened, and I noticed a mirror, looking into it. I'm myself... but this isn't how I looked before. My hair is the same. Everything is fine besides the joints.

I touched my face, feeling the porcelain-like skin. My brows furrowed, and I placed a hand on my chest. No heartbeat.

Turning around, I looked through the desk, searching for any letter or message. I found a few and read them all.

Finally, I found one. Right. I planned this. I stood up and huffed, looking back into the mirror. "This is how I'll live now. As long as I stay with him, I'll be fine."

I turned and reached for the door, hesitating but eventually turning the knob. Opening the door, I saw them. My family.

"..Ajax?" Shitoma whispered, eyes wide and on the verge of tears. The name I hadn't heard in a long time. The name only he could call me by.

I looked at him and approached, hugging him tightly. "Shitoma... I'm here," I whispered.

Shitoma responded immediately, hugging me back just as tightly. His body shook with emotion, and I could feel the warmth of his tears against my porcelain skin.

"Ajax... I can't believe it... you're really here," Shitoma said, his voice choked with emotion.

Zen stood nearby, looking on in astonishment, unsure of what was happening. I glanced at him and then back at Shitoma, feeling a profound sense of relief and love.

"I'm here, and I won't leave you again," I promised, holding Shitoma closer, never wanting to let go.

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