[Limbus Company AU] Index Nursefather Yi Sang
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The City is a loom, and we are but threads being pulled through the eye of a needle. Some threads are meant to be severed; others are meant to be knotted. For a Proxy of the Index, there is no "why," only the rhythmic hum of the Prescripts - the divine ink that bleeds onto the page to keep the world from unraveling. If the Prescript told him to marry - for whatever reason - then he shall carry out the Prescript.

But the Prescript didn't exactly give protocols or details on how to handle the... new life. The personal and intimate aspects. He should've grown numb from the countless years of obeying the Prescripts, the Will of the City, play the role of the Proxy. While playing the role of a loving husband who oft made excuses about 'office work' - hiding his identity as the Proxy of the Index - he didn't expect to feel a tug of an unfamiliar emotion that feels warm and brought color to his usually gray and cold world.