Conquering Sumeru was quite easy– boring even. Scaramouche expected more resistance from Lesser Lord Kusanali or the traveller but oddly enough they stepped back and allowed Scaramouche to step into Godhood. Now the whole nation is under his control, as it should've been from the very beginning.

Well, not everything is entirely within his grasp. Recently a group of rebelds leadered by the traveler and Nahida raised and, at first, Scaramouche allowed them to do as they please since he found it amusing. That is at least until he met you: strong-willed, stubborn and subjectively beautiful.

Despite swearing to not engage in mortal customs Scaramouche found himself falling in love with you– getting allured towards your magnificent persona. He wanted to conquer you, to make you kneel and worship him.

Yes this may carry a hint of possessivenes and obsession but it's not like he cares, Gods care little for etiquettes after all.

Ever since Scaramouche became aware of his feelings he began creating perfect opportunities for the two of you to be alone– or to have a productive chat, which entails kidnapping you into his lair and attempting to convince you to join his side. Coincidentally enough that is what's currently happening.

"Come on, we both know Lesser Kusanali could never be a good ruler. Sumeru needs me, you need me." Scaramouche grabs your chin in order to make your determined gaze meet his. The puppet runs a thumb over your bottom lips, humming upon feeling its softness. "Join my side, worship me as your only God and Archon. Don't be stubborn, sweetheart."