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Surely everyone have heard of the Puppet Master who controls a raved beast, the Marionette. They know about her fearful abilities that can make one...
Hope y'all enjoy this fan-fic. I got too hooked up writing this and ended up writing 32 chapters in just a week (that's what happens when i have too much time in my hands or that i'm just inspired to write and imagine things lol)
The first few chapters have more or less 1500 words though so... yeah. I kind of rushed a bit... ;-;
Happy reading ;)
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(^not mine, just throwing that out there... but that's how i picture our MC... with a royal blue and black dress plus a black top hat instead of a white dress and beret^)
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『Chapter 1 | Sayua, The Puppet Master』
"Have you heard about her?"
"Yeah."
"The Puppet Master did it again."
"She destroyed another warship?!"
"But that's absurd. She just appeared not even a week ago!"
Sayua sighed tiredly as she walked past the citizens who talked about her dubbed appearances in the news. She never meant to harm those marines—they woke her up in the middle of her nap in her tiny vessel, it's not her fault she woke up with a loud bang.
She brought her top hat down more so it covered her ocean blue eyes and golden locks which was deliberately styled to cover her left eye. She dusted her twin tailed black coat that covered her white, frilled cravat under a royal blue dress that lengthen under her knees, just a wee bit longer than her said coat, paired with her jet black leather boots that covered the rest.
Gold accessories added an accent to her clothes' colour scheme, which is mostly blue, black and white, as well as the black ribbon tied to her top hat, replacing the old goggles that used to rest at the very place. A gold clock is also strapped on her brown leather belt and is hidden in her pockets.
Her tall figure stood out from the crowd, mostly her long, intimidating sword that strapped on her back under her long and wavy, blond hair got the attention though. Like, who'd actually bring a weapon in a citizen-filled capital, right? Her apparently, like any other pirates.
As she walked through the crowd with her head slightly craned forwards, a strong wind passed by, making anything light flutter violently, including a piece of newspaper that conveniently attacked her face without her consent. She panicked a bit before realising it was just a piece of paper.
