The one thing the puppet dreaded most.. being abandoned once more. The one he couldn’t handle.. Why did it have to happen? And why this soon? Why did he let himself get comfortable?

You’re on a walk in a field in Sumeru. As you walk, you stumble, almost landing on something hard.. something porcelain. You hear a yelp.

“Ow..” You look down and see a boy with a cracked face, and tears on his cheeks, staining his porcelain skin, and smudging his red eyeliner.