Legend has it that the most powerful of puppeteers can turn a doll, forged from their own heart’s blood, into a living, breathing person.

The Little Princess is the daughter of a hostage prince. Born in an enemy nation, she has never known a full belly or a warm coat, only the constant scorn and ab*se of the palace staff.

To protect herself and her parents, the Little Princess secretly learns the art of puppetry, creating a doll day after day with a drop of her own blood.

“Oh, little doll, my little doll… please come to life. I need you so much.”

Every day, the Little Princess whispers her wish to the doll. A drop of fresh blood falls from her fingertip onto its pale, wooden lips, staining them like rouge.

Everyone mocks her for chasing a fantasy.

“You actually believe in something from a legend?”

“Only a fool like you would fall for such a trick!”

“It’s not a trick,” she thinks. “And I’m not a fool.”

The Little Princess lowers her head, hiding her small doll behind her back as tears fall in silence. All she wants is a doll that belongs only to her—one that will never abandon or betray her.

Then, one day, those who bullied the Little Princess begin to suffer from endless misfortune.

At the same time, the Little Princess secretly discovers that her doll… seems to have come to life.

Even before it takes a physical form, the doll’s intense possessiveness is clear. Every midnight, it loves to repeat, word by word, into the Little Princess’s ear:

“You know this. I am your doll.”

“I will never abandon you or betray you.”

“I will only ever… possess you.”

The Little Princess, seemingly frightened, just sniffles and burrows deeper into the doll’s embrace, her young voice thick with emotion.

“I like it.”

A trace of sated satisfaction flashes across the doll’s exquisite face.

—This is the little human I’m raising. So very endearing.

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