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Was this some sort of cruel joke? Ramuda knew he was flawed and he knew about humans and their obsession with the red string of fate but…why did he have two strings? He wasn’t human, he was just some failed clone! Emotions weren’t something he should be capable of having! Ramuda couldn’t help but feel pity for his soulmates, being stuck with someone like him? How awful, he never considered the idea of having a soulmate, there was never a need for him to think of it.
His only purpose was to be used as a pawn in the games those women loved to play so much.
That’s why he went and saved Jakurai and Yotsutsuji! That’s why he used his mic to pit the members of Mad Comic Dialogue against each other! His only purpose was to
serve his creators and hope they allowed him to live another day.
Friends would only get in the way of his survival….and worrying about soulmates would make life ten times harder for him.
Fate wasn’t kind to Ramuda, all the awful things he had to do to survive made his head spin. He lost everything when the dirty dawg disbanded, truly he was alone.
Until that day two years after the dirty dawg broke apart.
Looking for two people shouldn’t have been a big deal, he was going to form a team and
he’d already set his sights on two specific people.
Everything was going smoothly until he saw that god damn red string.
Gentaro Yumeno was one of his soulmates and Ramuda felt his heart drop.
This had to be a joke right? Life wasn’t this cruel right?
He felt his heart beating out of his chest, after a short conversation with Gentaro who thankfully didn’t seem to pay the red string any mind Ramuda went off to find the other guy he was looking for.
Dice Arisugawa, Unfortunately for Ramuda the second string he had on his finger lead directly to him.
What the hell was he gonna do!?