Tangled Fate || Raiden Shogun

|[Chatper 1 ]| Harbingers

[Y/n Point of View]
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Straight to the point, it has been centuries since the day i nearly died. The day where i was on the brink of death, yet, miraculously, I am alive. Thanks to a certain someone who is part of a delegation that calls themselves The Fatui, and the very person himself who found me was no more than the Doctor—II Dottore of the Fatui Harbingers.

I'd be lying if I said I am indebted to him. Truth be told, it was the Tsaritsa herself who wishfully wanted to nurse me back to life which i have no certain of her reason even until now, and per her orders, I was in that madman's care.

Not only did Her Majesty invited me to join her, but she also appointed me to be one of her Harbingers. Coincidentally, I became part of this infamous organization after abandoning my title and duty as a heir to the Kujou Clan from the nation that birthed me. Just mentioning it is enough to drive me marching towards Inazuma and start a war.
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Patience, Y/n, patience.

Ever since the Puppeteer gone and the ranks fixed i took his position in his stead, and honestly i am pleased enough with him gone, just having him around strikes a nerve every moment i catch his face, he bears so much resemblance to a certain someone whom i am sort of certain is the one who ended me, thus alone is enough to mix feelings of push and pull between longing and hatered.

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I shake my head pushing those thoughts off.

Aside from this clichéd introduction, I remember having an appointed meeting with the Doctor.. the one who took me in with the uncanny ability to pull me back to life while conducting countless experiments on me for years. As a result, I have been bestowed with unwanted immortality.

During that time i really had no high hopes in living, with the expectations of no more than death. As it seemed to be a kinder fate rather than enduring countless needles and sharp knives digging through my flesh. It was an absolute torture. In fact, he wasn't lying when he mentioned a suffering worse than hell itself. He did really warn me, and now, here I am.

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I walk through the hallway making my way down to the inner palace, my footsteps echoing step by step, i take turns after turns and suddenly suddenly coming into halt noticing a familiar figure standing just about 4 feet away from me.

The Doctor.

"About time you came, i was nearly wondering that you might've flee away after drowning you in a tube filled chemicals." He exclaims while taking off his mask slowly before turning to walk.

"Missing me too much?" I tail him from behind.

"I miss the most absolute and marvelous experiment results i am getting from you." He replies before chuckling while i fight my urge not to roll my eyes. Courtesy. Y/n. Courtesy..

We walk our way until i notice a miss of turns to our passing. "From the looks of it, it seems we aren't going to the lab today Doctor?" I question.

"There will be a grand meeting held today, and i was told all of the Harbingers must attend to this."

"Meeting? About what exactly?" I question him, with multiple reasons swimming across my thoughts.

A meeting like this isn't something that happens very often. As Harbingers with our hands full, we wouldn't even bother holding one for that Balladeer's bravado. Though I feel pity for that half-ass puppet, he was immediately replaced after his disappearance and the whole turn of it was deemed to be trivial. I am certain that the possibility of pulling the rest of us into a gathering could only be something the Tsaritsa herself is capable of. This means it could be a crucial turn of event.