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Those Who Carried On
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You know the first rule in combat? Shoot them before they shoot you.
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

The man was mumbling to himself, in awe of the mansion. Suddenly, he stopped, surprised by something.
“Y—You're awake!? What happened? How'd you get stuck here? Are you injured? Huh, not a scratch... and these fine clothes... Who are you...?” He pulled up a young… puppet? He was dressed in clearly expensive clothing, white and purple silks, an elaborately designed veil, and wore a golden feather on a rope around his neck. He had long, indigo hair, and an absent expression in his violet eyes.
“I was… sleeping…” The puppet said, looking up at the man

”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

The two conversed.
“My name is Katsuragi… that feather… This gold ornament is a proof of identity granted by the Almighty Shogun…but as you travel the world, please bear this in mind… Never to reveal your identity to others” The man looked at the puppet, who looked confused, but nodded anyway. They set off somewhere, and the scene changed. They were now in a forge.

”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

The scene seemed to change quickly. It started with Katsuragi introducing the Puppet to the forge (and more comedically, just him drinking all the tea that’s handed to him). Then it showed him getting used to life, being introduced to human concepts like using forks and forging. He was exceptionally close to a man with brown hair with a red streak in it. Nothing was wrong with the scene.

”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

The scene changed again.
It was evident there was something wrong, black smoke poured out of the forge, there were sickly people everywhere. Medical teams trying their best.
“Kabukimono, you can’t be serious— countless of ships have gone out and none of them returned. We can’t risk you!” A man said, watching the puppet tie his veil against his body as he prepared to leave.
“Sir Nagamasa- I’m the only one here who can guarantee an audience with the Shogun! She’ll listen to me, I know it—“ He held up the golden feather that dangled from his neck. (Meanwhile, Makoto rubbed his similar feather that was attached to his vision) “And if it doesn’t work— Escher says he has his device!”
“You—“ The Nagamasa was cut off by the red-streak man.
“Let him go, Nagamasa. He has a point”
The scene shifted again. The Kabukimono was pleading with the guards in the city. “She’ll want to see me! She will! Look!”
A young shrine maiden with Pink hair appeared after some hours. She offers aid of her own, but it’s clear the Kabukimono does not believe her at all, his facial expression saying it all.

”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

They were back at the forge.
“Escher… where’s Niwa…?” Kabukimono asked a man with grey hair.
“… It truly is tragic. Not too long ago he committed a terrible, terrible act and fled with his family. He left us to die. However, my device is complete, and you, Kabukimono, you are just what we need. Take this” Escher handed him a box. It seemed to be slightly heavy. “Place this in your chest. Go into the heart of the furnace, shut it down.”
The Kabukimono, dejected, walked into the furnace. His fingers were charred, but he seemed to be protected. The furnace was quickly shut down.
He was exhausted, but he managed to speak. “This device seems to have protected me. What's in it?
“Niwa fled this place for fear of punishment, but he left you a gift. He said it's the one thing that you've been looking for... He took it straight from the chest of one of his innocent servants.” Escher said, removing a withered heart from the device and placed it in the puppet’s. The Kabukimono, upset and horrified, threw the heart to the ground and fled.

”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
They were on the seaside now. A young boy could be seen, caked in dirt and coughing. The Kabukimono saw this child, and they grew close. He stole furniture, foraged for food, all for the boy. It was sweet. He was hardly away from the boy. But the boy still looked sickly.
“It’s for you!” The boy said, coughing slightly, handing the Kabukimono a little doll. He held it tenderly.
“Thank you…” His hand trembled, before handing it back to the boy “But… you should keep it… You don’t have a lot of toys…”
The scene changed. It seemed some time passed.
“I’m going to get some lavender melon… you should stay here… you look tired”
“But I’m-“ The boy started coughing “…okay”
The Kabukimono set out on his own, gathering Lavender Melon. He returned with a smile on his face to greet the boy—
—Who lay on the ground in front of him, stilled.
The fruits fell to the ground.

”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

The Kabukimono lit a match. In the end the entire house and everything in it burned.
Except for him.
He could not burn.
The scene changed, and a masked man was in front of him. His voice was vaguely familiar to Mercy. He offered to let the Kabukimono join the Fatui. He accepted.
“What is your name, if I dare ask?” Asked the Doctor.
“I have none” Replied the Puppet.
The next scenes were horrifying. Experimentation that should have not been possible. And then came the Abyss. Dismantled, destroyed over and over and over again until he would not break any more.
A woman of ice sat before him on a throne.
“Puppet, your new name shall be Scaramouche. You will be the 6th Harbinger”
Scaramouche smiled coldly.

”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆

The destruction of the Raiden Gokaden. He stopped once he realized it was Niwa’s bloodline he was harming. As much as he harbored hatred towards the man…
The various odd tasks he did for the other Harbingers. That’s all he was useful for.
The maintenance with Dottore…
The discovery of Pilate’s Peak and the truth about the sky…
All these memories came fast and quick.
Then, the delusion factory.
“What are you offering? Since you value their life so much.” He asked, the traveler and Paimon’s limp body on the ground.
“Something you can’t refuse” The pink-haired Shrine lady said, holding up a violet chess-looking piece.
He took it and he didn’t look back, fleeing Inazuma.
And then met up with Dottore.

”Mysterious… surprising… and law-defying… Isn’t that right?”
**•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*
⋆┈┈。゚❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ゚。┈┈⋆
