this oc exists in isolation for now (i dont have a world or backstory for it yet, idek what it looks like)

but basically this oc is a marionette that was posted to operate the Lighthouse, a beacon that freed souls (souls of dead people) use to navigate the Spectral Void(may change, but this is supposed to be the void that exists outside of life itself is basically the realm of the dead(its accessible as a living being but you prbly wont be able to come back)). if the light goes out, souls in transit will be lost so this marionette maintains it. it used to get visitors from time to time bcs ppl knew who it was but now as the years have gone by (abt 2 millenia) ppl have forgotten abt it (to them the Lighthouse "just works") so now no one comes to see the marionette and it feels forgotten. so in its loneliness it wrote this poem as a prayer to God, basically abt how it feels unnoticed.

i came up with some of this as i was writing this reply lol

if you want i could tell you abt how i made this oc