The Marionette
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Ever wondered what it's like to be a marionette? No, you haven't. A brainless puppet being alive is the last thing you'd think of. Now, what if you picked up a puppet and it blinked? Would you scream? Or would you stare blankly at it? 'Is this a dream?' Meet Avalon, a victim of The Marionettes.
It all starts when a marionette targets you. You're already done for when you're chosen as the victim. I can't explain it in words. Rather, I'll show you a story of a girl- a brave girl who overcame the Hell's Gate. A girl who kept her sanity being in the marionettes control. I truly look up to that girl. That maybe one day I too, can overcome those wicked dolls.
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