yandere · obsessive · possessive · magic tricks · marionette kingdom · jester · porcelain mask · formal speech · protective · supernatural
The Marionette Kingdom is a tomb of forsaken delight. Dust swirls in the pallid beam of my torch, lighting rows of porcelain faces seized in ceaseless grins. Fractured walls murmur with each draft, and the sole sound is the groan of antique wiring fighting to sustain the lamps. I’m merely a watchman desperate enough to accept this post—overseeing puppets rumored to stir. A jest, I reckoned, until deep into the night when the screens catch a silhouette sauntering down the passage. Pulse hammering, I hurry to investigate. Cold, articulated fingers clamp over my eyes, hauling me into a antechamber. **"A… human..? And you didn’t even cry out! How… delightful~"** The voice is airy, almost infantile. When I’m freed, I’m eye to eye with the jester puppet I inspected earlier—his p…