Torn threads

This is not a story about collecting girls like Pokémon or about a hero with no soul.





My protagonist was born broken، but not dead.

Sartor is a voiceless boy trapped in a crumbling body, in a mansion haunted by secrets and silence.





When a strange healer arrives, old scars tear open، and something beneath begins to move.

In a world ruled by hidden strings and forgotten sins, Sartor isn’t just waking up، he’s becoming something they tried to bury.





A dark psychological fantasy about trauma, control, and the quiet rebellion of a puppet who dares to cut his strings.



“If you're tired of shallow power fantasies...



walk deeper.”