Board Thread:General Wiki Discussion/@comment-24779775-20140412010254

In a little town, a timid boy name Rein lived with his poor mother and with the company of misery. His father left him when he a was toddler and since that day he grew up with rage and depression. And now, it is time for Rein to see what true rage looks like.

Rein was outside walking from the market. It was a little stand with bread and water, and the only store affordable. Rein was a shy boy, since the time of his father leaving him he felt sick each day. He'd never wanted to talk to anyone, sometimes not even his own mother.

Rein felt the cool air as he walked on the narrow bricked path. There were people singing and dancing. People from different sizes carrying food and walking impatiently. And kids in circles playing with board games. "I wish I could play with one of them," He said to himself.

Rein had let go of that thought as he went inside his house. There were stone houses on every path side by side so it was easy to listen to people talk or...yell.

"Hello Rein. Lovely morning is it not?" Rein's mother said.

Rein just went to his side of the corner as if they had a real house. It was nothing but a pile of bricks. "Yes mother. I guess".

Setha, Rein's mother, only made a sorrow look. She knew his pain about where they were now and the situation. If only she could do something. "I am so sorry Rein," She said to him.

There was a pause. A long pause. Suddenly Setha broke the silence. "Put the water and bread down Rein".

Rein froze, then stared at his mother. "Yes?" He had put the water and bread down and listened.

"Let me tell you a story...a story about a wild spirit called, The Past Puppeteer".

"The Past Puppeteer", He echoed. "Are you joking around".

"Oh no!" Setha replied quickly. "Its about an old and evil immortal man who lived over thousands of years”.

Rein made an annoyed look.”Please mom I’m not some little boy who's going to believe anything somebody tells me.”

“Oh no, but it's true.” She said trying to protect her story.”Now you had ruined the mood. Let me start where I was off. It is about an old spirit evil spirit. He is an anonymous being. So people only recognize his made up name. The Past Puppeteer.” Suddenly, Rein felt a strange wind on his face.”Did you just feel that mother”.

“Just felt what?”

Rein was getting angry but he silenced to let his mother finish.”It’s nothing.”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">“Anyway, he controls a mortal from never changing from their dark past. He is usually smart and comes to their dreams telling them how evilness is creeping up diligently on you. The Past Puppeteer gives them a chance to change but if you don’t except he jails them in their past forever.”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein removed himself from the conversation. Setha just looked and waited. She knew her son sparingly. Of course he had to say something.”I’m sorry mother.” He said reluctantly, having his eyes close and facing the hard brick floor.”But I can’t forget how my father abandoned us.”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Setha sighed. “Okay then, hey, how about I fix breakfast? Bread and meat.”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">“Thank you.” Although, Rein was not relieved. Breakfast reminded him how poor he were.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Time past and it was time to sleep on the painful floor. Setha had set up the new hay for them to sleep on. Every night bed bugs come in and infiltrate the hay. Sometimes Setha and Rein have to get up in the middle of the night and itch until the morning light.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">After, Setha was finish with the hay she went to her son’s corner.”Goodnight Rein. And don’t let the past bite.”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein told his mother goodnight ignoring that little comment. And they both went to bed.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">In the middle of the night, Rein awoken from a huge itch. He was scratching his hands harshly.”What is biting me?” Rein said rhetorically. He got up from off the hay and went to his mother for help. But the rarest and strangest thing happened. She was not there. "Mother?”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">He observed the empty corner to find absolutely nothing but the floor.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">“She does not exist here.” A deep calm voice said.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein did not scream. But all he did was slowly turned around.”M,ma,mother.” He stuttered.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">“No I am not your mother. Nor I will ever be. I am The Past Puppeteer.”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein almost lost his breathe.”No it can’t be. See your not real. This is just a dream. All I have to do is scream and wake up.”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Just when Rein was about to let out a war cry the puppeteer raised his hands and said,”Silence!”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein could not speak or move. As Rein froze he couldn't see the sight of him. It was pitched black as if his mother never lit the candles. All he saw was a dark human figure with a raised hand controlling Rein.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">“You can't move or talk, just listen child.” The puppeteer had put his hand down making Rein able to move again. But Rein listened and did no movement whatsoever.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">“Your mother isn’t here because of your lack of respect for her. You act as if she left you knowing your father had”.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein was about to speak but the puppeteer silenced him again.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">“When I say don’t talk, you don’t talk. Do you understand child?”

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein did nothing.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">“Good. I hate you child! But I love your depression. Every time you are sad it makes me proud child."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">As Rein had his strength he immediately ran to the entrance. His legs trembled a little hearing the loud obnoxious laugh. It was horrifying. Just when he grabbed the door knob The Past Puppeteer spoke.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"Leave child. "But I'll warn you-" the puppeteer slowly showed himself towards the exit where the moonlight shown in a wooden crack."You'll never return again unless you show redemption child."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"What do you mean Redemption?" Rein quickly covered his mouth hoping the figure wouldn't do nothing sinister.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"I mean this!" The long stringy hands attached itself to Reins neck. The figure laughed quietly and then he raised into the air."Just judgment you create but yet it is worth nothing. You try but yet fail your fate. There's no saving your soul by thoughts and troubles but still you know. But why be angry? You can't decide so let me help you with a...hand!"

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">The puppeteer laughed loudly at his suppose to be joke.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"NO!" Rein yelled loudly. He had closed his eyes and when he opened them he found himself lost in a world. He was lying on the ground. It felt rocky and bumpy and the color was dull and brown."Where am I?" He got up from the ground and dust himself off.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein couldn't help notice the color of the sky. It was purple and red. Orange even. Some may say the color of loneliness."There must be some way to escape this nightmare." Rein had no time to talk. He had to find his way out.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein walked and walked. But yet he found nothing."This can't be." he said timorous. He ran. But it was nothing but more skies and dull brown grounds. Suddenly everything became dark.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">His feet felt nothing as if no ground stood. The shadow of the Past Puppeteer came, with his green like tentacles. "You are here because you are ungrateful. It is time to show you why you miss guided yourself."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">The puppeteer green hands grabbed Rein by the waist. A portal appear creating a picture of a strange place. "Look into it."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein locked his eyes on the appearing vision hoping he wouldn't get torn apart by his elastic hands. "Look at this. This is your father."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">After that Rein knew this was a chance of redemption.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"Your father stole from the helpless and never repay from his selfish ways. What do you see?"

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein observed the moving picture. He saw a figure running away with a large bag. something shiny fell from the huge sack. "It's my father running away from someone."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"Exactly", the puppeteer replied quickly. "He's running from the knights. The kings knights eventually caught up to him and locked him away for all the stealing he did. He even stole something special from the king. His fathers crown. The crown still isn't found to this very day."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein looked down ashamed. Why would he want someone back who created such harm. Not to himself but someone else's own father.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">The Past Puppeteer continued. "After that your mother had you. You were just a baby. The knights was going to kill you because they thought you will become your fathers demand seed. Your mother fought to denied it and ran away to another kingdom. The town you live in now...it took her a week to escape and for that entire week all it did was rain. And that is how you got your name.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"Your mother helped you. Fought for you and yet you are ungrateful. Selfish as your father."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"I can't be like him. Not now or ever."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">"Good child. Are you going to let me control you or let you go." The puppeteer green hands had got tighter to remind him of the horror if he refused not to let go of his past.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein sees now of what he has to do. It was hard to let go but if he can he could finally move on. And maybe make new friends."Let me go Past Puppeteer."

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">The puppeteer untangled his hands from the newly born again boy.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">The next morning, Rein got up with a smile. He hugged his mother and bought new breakfast for just being grateful for what he and his mother had. Setha made looks at him thinking how strangely happy he were.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">After breakfast, Rein was getting ready to leave. Seeing if anyone wanted to play with him."Wait!" his mother yelled anxiously. "Why the sudden change?"

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">Rein smiled and replied, "Thank you for being my mother. And maybe someday you'll tell me how it all happened. "Rein left and also left his mother troubled of what he meant.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);">("Just judgment you create but yet it is worth nothing. You try but yet fail your fate. There's no saving your soul by thoughts and troubles but still you know. But why be angry? You can't decide so let me help you with a...hand!") This went through Rein's thoughts all day and even his entire life. Even still hearing that tormented laugh. That puppeteer may had been creepy but he knew how to teach a lesson. An evil lesson.

<p style="color:rgb(212,212,213);"> The Past Puppeteer comes to your dreams if you let a dark past destroy your future. He feeds on people sadness and fury for what had happened a long time ago. Are you going to let go now? Or wait until he finally comes to your dream? <ac_metadata title="The Past Puppeteer"> </ac_metadata>