In the world of Dreams, Charlotte was not alone. During that one time of the day, she could indulge in endless company of characters she loved and adored. And in return, they would love and adore her. In her dreams, she had completely forgotten the burdens of real life. And so they would serve as her sanctuary, the one thing that kept her sane for all these years. Abandoned by her parents right after she was born, she was always alone. A tiny little human life, lying in the crib of an abandoned room. Abandoned house. She was not meant to survive without any care, but she did.
Because someone made sure she would. The Observer. A mysterious figure wearing a black suit and w mask made out of goat’s skull. She never even learned his true name, but here he was. Taking care of the baby clad in white colors, making sure she would not starve and that she could grow into adulthood. Was this done of his own will? Or the will of the puppeteer… a question that she could never possibly find an answer to. But regardless, she was grateful. Grateful to be alive and well at this very moment. With a loud yawn, she would realize that yet another day came to a close.
She remembered how her life changed when she was but eleven years old. 「Seth」 entered her life. A puppeteer that she belonged to. The way she saw it, humans of this world were nothing more than that. Puppets controlled by the puppeteers that remained in the True Realm. As such, she and everyone else had absolutely no free will. Some would find such story absolutely ridiculous. Others would succumb to it and lose all sense of self, their ego crumbling under the idea of their whole existence being controlled by someone else. But Charlotte did not mind it one bit. She was told she had no free will. And yet, she felt all the same.
Nothing changed for her. If she had no free will, to begin with, then there was no point even thinking about it. After all, she knew not how it was to have free will. Or, if it was all a lie, how it was to not have free will. With no way to verify one or the other, there was truly nothing else left for her but to accept what she was told. And she was happy. Because she was alive and could now talk to her puppeteer at any moment. She was no longer alone even in the waking world. And as such, she would no longer spend all of her days sleeping away all her trouble.
Instead, she would stay awake and aware of the reality that was around her. And with the invisible and untouchable stings attached to her, she would eventually start learning how to deal with it all. She would be told of her impressive lineage and the fact that she is quite special, even among the pathetic puppets. She was told that her story would be quite an impressive one, so she should prepare for it. For it would soon start. Those were four more years of her life where she learned how to live like a proper human being. And at the age of fifteen, it all began.
「Seth」 would tell her to join a guild named Black Rose, one that resided in the very same town as she did. It was convenient, and the guild had a great variety of people to meet and work with. At the start, the girl was very timid and shy. She would rarely interact with others, and when she did, she would have great difficulties doing so. This went on for a while, but she started improving eventually. Now, she can talk even to complete strangers. And although she still stutters from time to time, she has come a long way from the beginning of her story.
With all this progress made, it was only natural that the puppeteer would decide that another chapter of this story should be accessed. A part closely tied to the girl’s lineage. As she would enter her own room, all the walls painted in the same white as her hair, she would smile. There was a sole magcat lying on the floor, meowing loudly. With a faint giggle, the puppet would pick up the creature, feeling it’s soft and squishy skin on her palms and fingers. And with it by her side, she would slip beneath the thin covers of her bed and close her eyes. Goodnight, Charlotte.
Her eyes opened again. It was not morning yet, but it was quite bright. It was not Earthland where she was, that much was for certain from moment one. She stood in the middle of a giant white room, one that was filled with countless bookcases that were filled with books, all colored in shades of gray. They would go as far as one’s eye could see and there would be nothing else around, nothing at all. Only shelves and bookcases filled to brim with books of all shapes, but only that one shade of color. This was quite unusual indeed, even for a dream of Charlotte.
The girl also noticed that she did no longer have her pajamas on, but was dressed in the usual. It was less comfortable than what she fell asleep in, but that did not seem to matter in this dream. She felt so light that she might have as well been wearing nothing at all, to begin with. But while indulged in these observations, she suddenly felt a presence she did not know. Her body would quickly tense up as she started turning around slowly, her pure white eyes gently taking a peek at what was behind her. To her surprise, it was something she did not expect. It was… a boy?
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