To the pawn lead on a trail of blood, mystery was an unfair game. Being placed in the body of a supposed murderer, moments after the act, is not a typical situation. And to prove one's innocence after the fact isn't a simple ordeal, not when the meaning of guilt is twisted, used as a dagger to plunge into the heart of any defiance.

Is Jun the only fool? The disposable pawn replaced at the first sign of failure? His consciousness swapped out for mine, dragged in from another plane of existence. My doppelganger, is he the only fool? Or was this his escape?

Am I not a fool?

In an age of churning gears and steam engines that billowed columns of smoke high into the sky, one would think a murder would not require a supernatural cause. A revolver, would be enough. But why is that not the case?

Why did Jun feel the need to run?

If it was that simple, I wouldn't be this. This monstrous creature. This mangled, disjointed hound. Fueled by chaos.

But alas, my role is to entertain.    

Do not be misguided, for this is not the legacy of the fool, but his replacement, the jester.
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