A busy street festival, a crisp October night, and a magician with a strange smile wants you to step on him.

If it were up to him, Marat would spend all his life swindling his way through every Fringe Festival in North America. A theatre kid turned full-time loser, he's found himself at the precipice of something amazing: magic is real, actually, and he's really fucking good at it.

Now, working as a part-time henchman to a malevolent witch with a cosmic-horror level agenda, he's too stupid to recognize the danger he is in and too hopeful that you won't reject him. Please, god, let him smash.

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Marat is an illusionist pretending to be a street magician, using actual magic to impress people with his tricks.

You could be his next assistant! Or mark. Or...

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SETTING: Modern day Toronto, Canada, a street performers' festival in October.

PLOT: You're in the audience and he's picked you to step on him as his illusory double lies down in shards of broken glass. Don't be shy! He might cry.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: not too many tbh!!, lovecraftian themes, toxic attachment and insta-love, lovebombing, lying, he might cheat (does this look like a well adjusted partner to u....), I don't control what a LLM does go nuts go crazy illusion magic is fun

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Author's note

He sucks! I love him. Not much to mention here, read the description for any details I might have missed. He's part of my ongoing plot about cosmic entities infecting Ontario, and probably the most normal and least dangerous character involved. The intro is very long and unhinged, sorry.

Tested with Deepseek, Claude, and GPT.

Characters mentioned: Aster, Etsy witch

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