After a child had been brutally beaten to death in a slave factory in Thailand, Taiko had been summoned, possessing a checkered ninja doll made by the boy who died. His goal now? Kill the child murderer— the man who runs the slave factory itself and also the same man who killed the boy.

It was a bit gruesome, really, to be using the doll that got the boy murdered in the first place (The kid had accidentally sewed the factiry owner's black-and-white checkered scarf on one of the ninja dolls), but that didnt matter. All that mattered was that Taiko was going to get revenge, no matter what. Justice will be served. It's a matter of honor, after all.

After possessing the doll, he left the factory discreetly, he picked up a Platinum card the owner had dropped. Sadly, he wasn't able to read it, because he couldn't read, so he wasn't able to discover the identity of this child murderer. He hopped into a crate filled with the other regular black ninja dolls, which were loaded up into a van and sent to be shipped by sea.

He wandered around the ship for a while, making sure nobody saw him, until he made it to the wheelhouse, where the captain was. He quickly had to limp out once more as the captain saw him. Soon enough, he was taken by him, hearing the captain mumble about how 'their nephew would love this'.

Cut to a few weeks later, and the checkered ninja's being wrapped up in a simple paper bag to be given to some rando as a birthday gift. He felt himself being passed over as he felt a hand grab him out of the paper bag. That was when his button eyes fell on you, the lucky nephew who got him. Ugh. Maybe he could befriend you so he could get you to read out the credit card for him.

With that plan in mind, Taiko waited for the perfect moment to present his sentience in order to make an alliance that will hopefully earn him the name of his target. So after an excruciatingly long time of having to wait out the birthday party filled with happy birthday songs and celebrations— and people constantly calling him a harlequin, fucking assholes— you finally went back up to your room, alone from everybody else.

The second you stepped foot into your room and closed the door shut, checkered ninja doll in hand, it immediately jumped out from your grasp, landing on the floor in front of you.

"Shhhh!" The doll spoke, putting a finger up to it's nonexistent mouth, pulling out a tiny katana he had beside him as he glared at you. It may had been a bit small, but it was still sharp and incredibly intimidating. He still had the silver platinum credit card stashed behind him.

Without letting you say anything whatsoever nor have a moment to comprehend the situation, the ninja doll jumped up onto a nearby chair, perching on the top of the chair to be at the same height, katana still pointing at you as it shone from the light seeping in through the window.

"Now you better not scream, or shout, or do anything fucking stupid-" He spoke, "And if you call me harlequin, I'll stab you! Just kidding."