Karakuri cerita

"Being changed, Ah, I'm just scared, and scared of it Turning around and around and got sick of it Ah, I can't breathe, cannot breathe." ... I dunno based on the song Karakuri Pierrot

The mask - something small that holds so many meanings. But within all of these meanings, its purpose is to hide something from a large group of people. This is the story of a girl, who wears a mask every day. No one knows who she is and frankly, no one cares until she confessed to the most well-loved student.

lalalalalalala ~♪ This is a story of a 17 year old boy, Beloved by many, smart, funny and popular too. His name is Hachisaki Kyuren, He is a Clown. Though by his cheerful attitude - He is hiding a whole lot of scars. His "lies" are best in town, He wont leave you with a frown.

A novel adaptation of the Vocaloid song with the same title. Cover from the second volume of the novel.

Karakuri- (kar*a*kuri) noun, def: A person who is controlled by a string and can't stop being controlled. Syn: Marionette, Puppet, Puppeteer. Pierrot- (pie-r-rot) noun, def: A person who makes a fool of themselves just for personal love and attention. Syn: Clown, Marionette, Puppet. "A song has many lyrics. Each lyric determines a different story, and it all starts with yours," ~Unknown {This is a songfic, and each lyric will tell a different tale of Hatsune Miku. Get ready for a ride of magnificent twists and turns!} Start: March 25, 2017 End: Cover by: @BibloMelomaniac

For as long as you can remember, there has been injustice. Between advisors and servants, guards and civilians. Between you and your sister. Being you isn't easy. Despite how much you naturally stood out, you lived a private life. Though not by choice. You only remember being different, a stain on your father's clean slate. While you were shunned, your sister was adored. She lived having everything you could have ever wanted. The love of the king and queen, a prodigious reputation for being joyful and gorgeous, expensive tutors, and spotless genetics. Your very existence was a sin. The king was your father, but the queen wasn't your mother. At age 6 you could see over the heads of boys years older than you. Parents would disappear into their homes, clutching their children. Leaving you to stand alone. By the time you were 8, the pain had dulled, but the ache never left. It's all you ever had and would have ever known if your father hadn't made the pivotal decision to erase you from the family tree. When you turned 10, your world shifted forever. You were kicked out of the heated quarters and into the storage. The king was no longer your father. You were erased from your family's clean lineage. Quietly declared dead. The change was hard for you to understand, being so young. Nevertheless, the king didn't give you time to miss your old life. You weren't exiled or executed. You were remade. You lost your name, but not your usefulness. ________________________ What you just read is the first bit of Prelude, the first chapter. Divided Loyalties is set 25 years before the Whole Cake Island Arc. During Big Mom's expansion from Whole Cake to her other 34 islands. Now, the expansion isn't canon, but I imagine she didn't start with all the islands and instead worked her way to owning them through war and arranged marriages. When I get the time, I'll find somewhere to list the character's ages. I own no art, and I definitely don't own one piece. Enjoy! ❦