Heavily based on this speedpaint
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From the moment he could hold a sword, he has been claimed as a weapon of mass destruction.
No, his sword wasn't the weapon.
He was.
Blade was the name given to him when he turned thirteen.
"The name Dave doesn't strike fear in your enemies the same way Blade does." They claimed.
He agreed with them.
By sixteen, he added an extension to the name.
He called himself Technoblade.
He was like a magician. His sword his wand, and his kill count being his magic trick.
No one could stop him. Most couldn't even do so much as scratch him before their life was taken from them.
"Technoblade never dies" they started chanting.
He was eighteen when he started hearing the voices.
They started off quiet, with the occasional "blood for the blood god".
But soon, they grew louder.
And louder.
And louder.
Until they were constantly shouting, demanding for blood.
And no matter how much he killed, they never seemed satisfied.
They constantly demanded more blood.
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Believe it or not, he never liked hurting people.
Just because he was raised to kill doesn't mean he enjoyed it.
Not always, at least.
When he met Phil, something.....changed.
He never had friends before. Never had a family. Not one he knew, anyway.
The arena was his friend.
His blade was his family.
That's all he ever knew.
But one day, he met two men, father and son, and something happened.
He suddenly had friends.
He suddenly had a family, even if they weren't related by blood.
Blood-
He swore to never hurt another soul ever again. He didn't want to lose the first friends he had.
Soon, another came along.
Well, more like two others. They were a pair.
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