This is a totally conceived story: and it wants to highlight what can happen to each of us, when you have relations with perjurers.
Who, like some characters, takes an oath on the coffin of a loved one, pledges his conscience and his honor; and in doing so, he promises to fulfill the obligations assumed, and to maintain behaviors of solidarity between brothers, linked to memory, until the end.
The protagonist will behave like this; but they will not, three of the brothers who swore with him; they had no faith..., and over time they ruined his existence.
At the beginning of the story, the protagonist, Francesco Studiante, and his brothers, are young people, and nothing else.
First with one and then with the other two, together, Francesco will have to deal with for many years; the ravenous selfishness, however, aroused by the enormous amount of money earned through lucky ventures, made the three forget how much they made him hope.
With daring behaviors, the three, in turn, and throughout the story, carry out evil and fraudulent actions: setting up false pretexts and non-existent motivations, but with extraordinary effectiveness, on the soul of a good man like Francesco.
Towards an honest man, the wicked always begin by deceiving him with false promises, and showing him the utmost consideration, but they already have in mind, properly concocted, a diabolical plan: aimed at deceiving his good faith.
And they succeed.
Loyal people never receive any credit in life, but they can look in the mirror without spitting in their faces.
The three, did they pretend to swear? To Francesco..., the doubt remains.
Will time give him the right answers?
They were like sides of triangles, polar different from each other yet they always hold each other's hands. But after one side of the triangle leaves, they have find her, no they need to her.
While on their journey, those hands slowly turned to chains and I didn't knew as the chains slowly dugs into my skin, becoming a part of myself.
But confusion danced around my head as other chains dug into me, why? Why is this happening?
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Let me tell you a story! Of a hero who wins his glory!" Venti performed to the audience, with a bright smile as he tells your story.
People crowded him, gazing at him curiously.
"Losing his kin to a monster, he took an oath. Oath to find the kin, who was spiralling into madness." The crowd gulped quietly, Their eyes still on the bard.
"He begins his journey with his other kin. They fought thousands, found companions and met gods.
Yet something becomes erratic as they found their only one.
The one had a story to tell yet she couldn't, she left her kins to find the meaning of this world.
The world surrounding them become erratic and scary as their journey come to an end.
The hero and his kins fought, one fought for his kins, one fought for her freedom while the third fought for revenge.
Only two come out unscathed, while the third lay in their arms. Until this day, they live happ-"
"Hey! That's not what happened!" I shouted with anger, he left thousands of information out such as the God going berserk and not letting the third kin go.
"Ah you are right, I guess I did forget to mention something, the death of the other kins?" A gasp left my mouth, I closed my mouth shut and walked away with anger.
[Yandere Genshin characters x reader]
[Art doesn't belong to me.]
[Read chapter one for more info.]