Wally Darling AU oneshots

Rainbow Factory Wally『 Hues of guilt 』

[𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲]

[𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬]

Platonic relationships, Child Reader, Angst

[𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭]

1922

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The Rainbow Factory,

The world saw it as a wonder, a place where the impossible was made real, where colors were crafted. But behind the façade of innovation lay secrets darker than the deepest shades of the factory's creations.

The factory's owner, Rainbow, was a man of peculiar reputation, a genius in the science of colors, yet a figure shadowed by mystery and whispers of unethical experiments.

He wore a pristine white lab coat that hung loosely over his broad shoulders, the right sleeve cinched at the elbow to accommodate his mechanical arm. This prosthetic was not merely a replacement but a masterpiece of engineering, granting him strength far beyond normal human capacity.

He moved through the factory's corridors with an imposing presence. His hair, a striking blue, swept back into a messy pompadour.

Currently he was heading towards the lower floors in the factory, taking the elevator slowly descending downward to the places with restricted access.

The workers that stood guard here didn't even get to see the light of day, but they knew that before signing up to work here.

There was a saying, 'once you enter the factory, there is no going back' and it applied to most living beings here.

Behind the vibrant exterior, illegal experiments were conducted in the hidden laboratories. Test subjects, often those society had forgotten or discarded were brought in, their spectra drained to create the vivid colors that the factory was famous for. These experiments were ruthless, driven by Rainbows insatiable desire to push the boundaries of what was possible, even at the cost of human and puppet lives alike.

And yet, beneath his stern exterior and highly questionable ethics, Rainbow carried the weight of a deep, personal tragedy. Once, he had a family, a wife, Julie, and a daughter, Ophelia. They had been his world, the colors in his life beyond the factory walls. But Rainbows obsession with his work had led to neglect, a fatal oversight that had ended in tragedy. Ophelia, curious and adventurous, had wandered into one of the factory's dangerous machines. The accident was quick, brutal, and irreversible. Julie, unable to forgive him, had left, leaving Rainbow to drown in his guilt and sorrow.

Now, he buried himself in his work, his heart hardened.

Today the shadowed halls on the lower floors echoed with the soft, frightened footsteps of a new captive, a young child named Y/n.