Meanwhile with the other,
He was tempted to talk it out with the painter, but he simply couldn't.
He knew he was too weak for it.
He didn't know why but he craved to see him yet he hesitated to.
He unnecessarily needed space for some reason, distancing himself from people or even showing himself to public so he sometimes stayed at the anti-void or in the outertale, away from monsters there of course.
He continued making puppets but they were all messed up considering how bad his senses could be nowadays.
He simply wanted to get rid of the painter on his mind, yet he couldn't.
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『𝕄𝔼𝔸ℕ𝕋 𝕋𝕆 𝔹𝔼』
FanficJust a short story i've made while i'm not going to be updating for a while. -inkycxx_ Includes secret messages that might relate to aspects in the future.
