The Human-Skin Doll Shop

I've rewritten the outline for this story and opened a new coming-soon page on my profile. It's called Guest, Would You Like to Raise a Monster? Feel free to check it out and add it to your collection if you're interested~

I'm the owner of a doll shop. My little store sits on a street that's neither lively nor quiet. When customers come in, I discuss business with them; when there are none, I make dolls by hand. I love their soft yet cold skin, and I love painting their deathly pale, bloodless faces. I'm such a marvel of craftsmanship: I take something lifeless and give it life. It makes me feel as if I'm a god.

Ha, a god? Maybe I'm just a demon, even though I create the most beautiful things.

Remember, never let the beauty of something fool you. Beneath that beauty may lie something utterly vile.