"Greetings reader my name is Nancy, The Storyteller Spider, but during our conversation, we will stick with Nancy. I am speaking with you through the True Narrative, explanations will come along with the chapters as the narration of our little dear Author goes on. Whoever is reading this, thank you for sparing 5 minutes of your time to read this tale. Having settled the long talk, let's begin reading the tales of Yukito.

(Scene cuts and blackens to the narration of Yukito)

Suzuki Yukito is a boy around 18-20 years old, who used to live in Massachusetts with his former parents. To an outsider, Yukito's life appeared quite ordinary. He had his school routine, and friends, and, like any typical teenager, spent his time playing video games. However, his past held a different story. As an infant, Yukito was found abandoned in a basket at the doorstep of an orphanage. No one ever discovered where he came from, but he was special. His peculiar abilities and remarkable intelligence set him apart from the other children, and it was these very traits that led to his adoption by the Suzuki family when he was just five years old. His father, Suzuki Takeshi, was a medic and spent most of his time out working in a hospital due to his family being immigrants to the US. His mother, Suzuki Izumi, owned a library in Boston and would most of the time bring her baby son to her work due to the couple not have a babysitter to stay with the young boy at that time. The constant environment of the library and his mother's hobby and love for books bloomed a passion within the boy's heart for books and narratives. Being surrounded by a variety of books made Yukito awake the passion he has today for writing. As Yukito grew and made his 5 years old, he was inserted into the elementary school in Boston, usually an infant of such age would be sent to Preschool but the many IQ tests that were done on the boy somehow made him jump a whole series to start in the next stage of education

During a tragic point in his life (when he was around 10 years old), his mother Izumi suffered a car crash accident. She was taken to rush into the hospital but did not manage to make it, this event marked an important point in Yukito's life as he carried this trauma for years. Upon the death of his mother, his life became darker given that his father Takeshi couldn't have so much time to spend with him anymore so Yukito would remain most of his time alone in the library escorted by a butler that was hired by his father to take care of him. Despite having lost his mother Yukito never lost his passion for writing, instead, began writing his own tales on a book as a way to escape reality. It was around this period he discovered he could create entire worlds stacked in a single page. This peculiar ability to manipulate narratives led Yukito to develop what he would later call "ALETHEIA", a layer of existence that would exist below the human world as fiction, stacked inside a book as a story.

The Death of Izumi had an not only impact on her son but also on her husband Takeshi, who began working twice to sustain his family and the house alone while burying himself in his work to forget the pain of losing his wife. The only moments Yukito would have with his father would be during dinner, around 8 PM. Despite the constant feeling of sadness, Yukito would constantly try to dialogue and converse with his father, who became colder after the death of Izumi. Not only becoming indifferent to his son but losing that love he had for him, after all, Yukito was adopted so he deeply had no more reasons to truly care for him given that his wife was dead. Yet Takeshi could not afford to send Yuki back to the orphanage, despite losing that flame of love he had for his son, he still accepted to keep him as it was his wife's last wish before passing away. This, however, caused a feeling of disgust and pain in the heart of Yukito. The person who he thought to have loved him became uncaring and indifferent to him, and yet he couldn't fully blame or hate his father, he deeply understood that losing someone was definitely heartbreaking. Takeshi wasn't the only one who missed Izumi, but his son felt the same. This pain was starting to affect not only his mental health at work but the remaining bond he had with Yukito. But this tragic event would not be the reason to completely destroy Yukito's dream and the promise he made to his mother about becoming a famous author one day, being recognized for his writing and skills. He had a long way to go before achieving his dream and making his mother proud.

The years passed and Yukito turned 18 years old, during this period he already had a car of his own, and was in charge of his mother's library, which became the way for him to earn money from the library. At this very age, Yukito had managed to become an author although he was not famous yet he had written many books he would store in his library for people to read. His passion for storytelling and writing made him become a hobbyist writer, with the single desire to fulfill one of his mother's dreams. Despite having improved way more in writing, Yukito still felt like he needed to improve more aspects of his life if he wanted to become famous one day. His plans would be interrupted when one day he arrived at his home and found his father sitting on the pillow waiting for him. Takeshi's expression seemed somewhat serious and cold as usual as he just asked Yukito to sit to start the conversation, only to reveal to him his decision to kick him from the house as he was living

Yukito's expression soon changed from normal to surprise and then sadness, he had many emotions running through his head and they were all screaming in despair yet all he could think was how could his own father even think of doing something so horrid like this. "Perhaps he always had this on his mind ever since Izumi died, and he was just waiting for the legal age". Those were some of the thoughts Yukito had while trying to process the drama on his front. In a certain way, he always knew he was a burden to Takeshi but he did not know his father would take this to an extreme level.

Upon saying what he needed to say, Takeshi only gave him some days to pack his things and leave the house as soon as he could, he also gave Yukito the freedom to grab anything he wanted as a last gift he would receive on his life from him. And then after finishing talking, Takeshi left the house back to his car, and back to work at his hospital, leaving Yukito hopeless about what would even happen next. Losing his mother and now his father was something he could have never expected but again he didn't let this affect him, he could only try to move forward and think positively for the sake of his mother's memories. After having finished packing his things, he grabbed his car's keys and went back to his library. Despite Takeshi having told him to take whatever he wanted before leaving, Yukito only took the necessary such as clothes, personal items, and Aletheia which he carried with him most of the time unlike the other books stored inside his library for the public to read

The situation seemed bad but it wasn't fully the end, he had a job that paid well enough for him to do nothing, a car, and a considerable amount of cash in his account. The only thing missing was the absence of a house for him to stay, this being a problem he still needed to solve later. Upon setting his things in a locked room of the building temporarily, Yukito sat on his desk and began writing about his living narrative world with his feather pen.

It was when his writing was interrupted by a sudden blackout in the building and in the entire city, for some reason he could not hear anything outside but the extremely dead silence and the wind howling on a starry night. Yukito tried activating the energy fuel emergency to restore the building's light but it did not have an effect and all his efforts seemed to be useless. While thinking about what to do, he heard the annoying noise of claws scratching through the floor outside of his desk, initially being far but slowly becoming louder as if it was approaching his location. This caused Yukito to start panicking, what could possibly be the author of this creepy noise?

The worst scenarios crossed his mind as the noise became louder and louder, with every step also getting louder as well. The air around Yukito also became colder and the environment darker and darker with every step of the unknown thing. Yukito could only back away in fear and remain sat on the chair, his eyes being now taken by the sudden despair as his heart began pounding fast with the creepy situation happening. It was when the steps stopped next to the door, and slowly began spinning the door's handle and opening it as Yukito could only watch with frightened eyes. As the door opened, it revealed to be an eldritch horror entity, having its body sewed in all parts with pieces of cloth. The creature was about 2 meters tall, with long arms and sharp claws that could explain the loud noise of scratches, it also had a crown made of sewing needles stabbed into his head

Yukito could not believe what he was seeing, for the first time he was facing something he would never expect to happen to him outside of Aletheia. Throughout his entire life, he had written many different tales both wholesome and horrific but he never expected those situations to actually happen in real life and right in front of his eyes. The entity would then start walking again towards him, the fear becoming more and more constant on Yukito as he tried his best to "undo" the situation that was happening. Each step the entity gave became more and more stressful for Yukito to even think of solutions to escape the moment. It was only when the entity stopped right in front of Yukito, that the environment became surrounded by golden flames as the eldritch entity remained silent and still before what was happening. As the fire spread all over the place, Yukito only gave the entity a serious look and pronounced the words "No more fearing" as the building was consumed by the fire

Yukito then opened his eyes and looked around only to notice the building was still there, there was no more the entity he saw, and neither the fire as if It never happened. He then grabbed his phone only to realize he had fallen asleep on his desk while writing on his narrative. When looking at the pages Yukito realized the corruption in it together with the pencil drawing of the creepy entity he saw in his "dream". Right when he was gonna check more on his book, Yukito received a call from one of his friends Daniel, saying that he had found a cheap place for him to rent and stay in.

Losing no more time, Yukito went to grab his things and left his library upon closing the doors due to being late in the night. While driving to his new lair, the thoughts of what just happened to him could not leave his mind alone as he was being haunted by his own demons and traumas of the past. He knew that what he saw was pretty much real, the entity embodied his traumas and fears, the very negative emotions he developed over the years while trying to use the writing as a way to escape his problems and traumas of losing his mother. Someone could argue that he should have taken this to a therapist in the past but Yukito never felt like opening himself to a therapist or psychologist because he considered his head to be extremely problematic and puzzled for even a simple specialist to understand him fully. The fact of writing stories and worlds of RPG was alone the only good thing Yukito had in his entire life given that his father was fully absent in all his important moments. And now all the negativity he stored and tried to ignore was being materialized and projected into the real world because of him, and he knew that but he couldn't afford to care at the moment due to his tiredness as he only focused to drive and arrive in the destination pointed by Daniel

Once he arrived at his destination, he met with Daniel at the entrance of the new house to grab the keys. Daniel tried to interact and ask if he was ok and Yukito could barely speak with his friend due to exhaustion. Upon saying to Danny he was ok and that he only needed to rest, Danny left as Yukito opened the door of his new house and closed it. The house was not furnished, explaining why it seemed to be cheaper but he couldn't care too much at the moment. Yukito then proceeded to walk upstairs toward his room which just like the rest of the house, was empty.

As he finished setting his things down, Yukito closed his eyes and only focused to imagine on how he desired his room to look. The room then began changing and warping through his imagination to look more or less similar to his former comfy room, with all his items being settled in their respective places. Yukito then sat on his desk after closing the door, the eldritch entity once again formed behind him as he opened his book. He knew it and he didn't care this time as he leafed through the pages of his narrative and wrote on the corrupted section of his book, entitling it as "The Sewed King" and closing his book, leaving to sleep shortly after it and completely ignoring the entity that began burning in golden flames and disappeared once again

The Sewed King was possibly a trauma he would never overcome and would need to deal with it for all his life but one thing was for sure, he no longer felt that burden and pressure on his heart. No longer the guilt and pain he used to feel, but a feeling of acceptance filled his heart. He knew that it wasn't his fault that his mother died and deep within his heart, he had managed to forgive Takeshi for everything he did even if he no longer considered him his son. The Sewed King could no longer torment his author anymore but was now being bonded by the narrative of his author this time. Whatever happened from now on would no longer be his fears and traumas controlling, but his own will and decisions fueled by his desires and dreams to make his mother proud

He knew that from wherever she was watching, she was proud of her little boy, and that was the only thing that mattered to Yukito.

The eternal love of a mother.