[Short Story] Puppet Immortal

In the distance, a mountain peak pierced the clouds, standing proudly at the edge of the sky as it looked down on the world. A puppet immortal lived there. They say he possessed extraordinary skill, crafting puppets so lifelike they were almost indistinguishable from real people. He broke bones, took flesh, and severed veins to give those puppets life. Though he was an immortal, he had long since been expelled from the immortal realm for his cruel nature and the many people he had harmed. He had an unwritten rule: if a puppet wanted life, it had to give up a pair of eyes in exchange. And puppets, as the name implies, could only ever be slaves... This is a rambling account of a puppet immortal. This is a rambling account of a puppet immortal and the people and things around him. This is a rambling account of the tangled troubles of a puppet immortal. This is... Well, dear reader, you'll just have to see for yourself. = =! Welcome to the author's little site! Please add it to your favorites! ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Welcome to the author's little site! Please add it to your favorites! ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Welcome to the author's little site! Please add it to your favorites! ╮(╯▽╰)╭ Theme: