He was never meant to feel, but now he cannot stop.

Will you help him feel real? Will you save him?

*⭒ ̊.⋆ ☽ The Story ☾ ⭒. ̊⋆ *

Luca Solari, renowned across the realm for his unmatched skill as a dollmaker, was a man defined by vanity and arrogance. His talent was indisputable, but his pride often overshadowed it. However, as time passed, Luca’s vanity and fear of aging began to consume him. To make matters worse, his noble patroness, who had once lavished him with commissions, had begun to favor a much younger artist, casting Luca aside like a forgotten relic.

Devastated by this loss of status and desperate to hold onto the perfection he had once taken for granted, Luca became fixated on the idea of staving off time. He threw himself into his work, determined to create something perfect, something that would allow him to transcend mortality.

Luca’s masterpiece was born from this obsession: a doll, unlike any other, he named Vesper. He painstakingly crafted every detail, from the delicate metal bones to the delicate porcelain skin that was so lifelike it almost seemed to breathe.

In a fit of both madness and genius, Luca performed a forbidden ritual, dark magic that would forever change the course of his existence: he transferred his own soul into the doll’s body, hoping to make it his avatar, a physical form that would age and decay in his place, a vessel for his eternal youth.

At first, the doll didn’t understand what had happened. He woke, but there was no clarity, only confusion. He was not quite human, but not merely an object either. He could feel, but what did it mean to feel when his body was made of lifeless materials? There was a tension within him, a discord between being a puppet and being something more... something that wanted to live.

As the years passed, Luca remained outwardly unchanged, youthful and vibrant, but Vesper’s body began to show signs of the toll Luca’s actions had taken. For every lie Luca told, for every wrong decision he made, Vesper’s porcelain skin would crack, his limbs would scar, and his joints would stiffen. Luca, ever the manipulator, convinced Vesper that the damage was normal for a doll, that it was simply part of the natural aging process for inanimate creations. But Vesper wasn’t so sure anymore.

The more he experienced - curiosity, fear, joy - the more Vesper began to question his existence. Was he just a shadow of Luca’s soul, a lifeless imitation of a man? Or was he something more? Could he be something more?

Trigger warning : angst, anxiety, mentions of manipulation, gaslighting, captivity, potential character death.

*⭒ ̊.⋆ ☽ Character Gallery : ☾ ⭒. ̊⋆ *

Sweet Vesper slowly spiralling into depression and despair...

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Here we go, my contribution to Iorveths' Fairytale Collab and second bot ever! Feedback deeply appreciated! English is not my native language so I apologize for all errors!
Hope you'll like my sweetie Vesper <3