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The God of Jesters

Come here folks, let me tell you a wondrous story about a bizarre world. A world with two moons and three suns. A world where death is never the end and birth is just the beginning of misery. A world filled with stories of love, war, and betrayal. A world where the gods are bored of the mundane as much as you. And then there is I, the maestro of this bizarre world that exists solely to entertain you. So follow me and enjoy the misery as much as I do. ***** A mentally ill man who only finds the meaning of life in twisted entertainment stumbles upon the supernatural world. A world full of chaos, and entities that can cause one to go mad. But what if you are mad to begin with. Let’s watch our Jester as he crafts entire plays to entertain an audience that only exists in his head. #delusional-protag #evil-protag #mischivious-protag #tragedy #multiple-povs #curses #horror #lovecraftian #hidden-world #narrator #magic #infinity-novel

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2.23.3 Misty

"You there… I believe it's the clown?" Pansar asked, his face brimming with smile and desire. As for what that desire was, it was something very simple. "Because if you are him, I can finally cut your neck."

Remira on the side, hearing such words put her guard up. She knows what happened to Farhad's body, at least she understood the gist of it. As for the details, she was not aware of them as much.

But seeing his body here and obviously under control of some stranger, she found him threatening and when Pansar's previous words were taken into account, this was the very being that protected her.

The very person due to him that she was alive at the moment. But instead of feeling safe on his arrival, she felt nothing beside hate and disgust. Seeing the body of Farhad puppeteer'ed by something else was unnatural in her eyes. A blasphemous act done toward the dead.