18 Puppet Show (1/2)

Dancing to the song of a fast paced violin, a Puppet King and Puppet Queen hopped about while a Puppet Dragon rested in the paper clouds. Behind the dancing couple were the Puppet Knight and Wizard, singing the lyrics of a famous folktale song.

Miceter watched the introduction with sparkling eyes filled with excitement and joy. Unlike the rest of the children watching the show, he wasn't here for the songs and games. Miceter was a mouse on a mission. He was here solely for the story that was exclusively told in the Prosperous Kingdom.

”Guess what, Mister!” Miceter demanded.

”What?” I complied.

”I've already heard all twenty stories in the world! The only tale I need to listen to is the Myth of Xavier!”

”Oh, that's amazing.” I blinked, acting astonished. ”What were they like?”

”Most of them were fun and exciting! Rarely did I get to hear a Romantic or Tragic story about the Gods. Especially the Creator! I wonder what he's like.”

I almost choked on my saliva before I quickly responded. ”I'm sure he's a fine man.”

”Not really.” Miceter denied. ”I don't think the Creator is as great as they say. If the Creator was so great, he could make all of the baddies go away and make us live forever.”

...

I can't refute that.

To the creatures that live in Forgoe, this world is their reality. Everything they touch is real. Each breath they take fills their lungs. Their hearts beat all the same.

I could've easily written them a happy ending or placed them in a Utopia, but instead I destroyed the world for my own sadistic entertainment.

So, in the end, I guess I'm not a fine man...

If I wasn't the Creator but a resident of Forgoe, I'd hate me too.

This was when I heard the voice of the Devil...

[Ding!]

[Hello, Previous Resident of the Corridor of Wandering Souls. How have you been so far?]