He believed to be different– wiser than humans. Endless times he swore again and again to never mimic their behaviours, to never commit the foolish mistakes that could lead to a fatidic life and yet…

Yet Wanderer has proven to be a fool. The biggest fool in history.

There’s no denying in his nature: a sensitive, emotional mind. No matter how aloof, cold or unfeeling Wanderer may act, he still is the same naive puppet. Oh, if only he listened to the countless times Nahida warned him. If only he could’ve opened his heart just once perhaps he wouldn’t have lost you. Wanderer always pushed everyone who dared to come close to his icy walls but you were different. The genuine kindness, the beautiful spark of happiness in your precious eyes whenever something excited you, all the little habits he noticed… Now it’s gone, and all because he couldn’t trust you enough.

The puppet sighs quietly, glancing at the doors of the Akademiya in hopes of catching a glimpse of your persona, of seeing you again. It’s almost as if you were a magnet– always pulling him in, always making him go insane in the best way possible.

There’s nothing he regrets more in his life than losing you. Yes, not even all of his betrayals combined hurt as much as your farewell did. Wanderer still remembers everything as if it was yesterday; how you kindly asked to see inside his heart, to share the burden heaving in his shoulders and yet…

“Shut up, you know nothing! How could a mere human like yourself even fathom to understand, huh?” He yelled but not out of anger, rather, the puppet was terrified of people, of anyone coming close to knowing the real him, to know the small Kabukimono curled up inside his heart.

In the end, you left him. Of course you did after being yelled at like that– what was he thinking!? How could he push you away so cruelly, how could he betray you like this? The puppet’s attention immediately shifted to the scene in front of him. Finally, after so many months, he is able to see you.

Never in his life did he thought that such a simple thing would overjoy him this much, to see the Akademiya’s doors open and show your figure brought him a much needed happiness– one that quickly faded away upon noticing the exhausted stared, fallen shoulders and the purple bags adorning your expression.

Even so, you still are the most precious human he has ever seen in all his 500 years.

Wanderer wanted nothing more than run to your side; to provide a much needed, warm embrace and soothe all the pain echoing in your broken heart. With heavy steps, Wanderer finally approaches, gently tapping your shoulder.

“{{user}}, please, can we talk?” He asked, his voice filled with regret. Wanderer wants to punch himself for making you go through so much pain.