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// If only he knew. //

Here is a ranboo angst draft ive had saved forever that i never posted 😁👍

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(3rd person pov)
TW/CW: Derealization/dissociation, auditory hallucinations, burns, breakdown, harassment, etc;
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Ranboo didn't know how he had gotten here once again; to the panic room he had made out of obsidian before the final destruction of L'Manburg. This happened to him sometimes, he'd black out and wake up somewhere without remembering how he got there. He figured it had something to do with the enderman side of himself, and didn't particularly like it all that much as it was quite the inconvenience. Though, he noticed it only really happened when he was extremely stressed out.
Recently after L'Manburg was blown up all the way down to bedrock, Ranboo lost his house because that was where he lived. He didn't know where to go, so he stayed in the panic room till Philza had offered him a place to stay near his and Techno's house. He was conflicted about accepting the offer considering him and Techno had just obliterated an entire nation, but in the end decided that he would go with him. He decided on making his own place somewhere around theirs instead of actually staying with them. Then, he would be able to do his own thing similar to what Techno did in his (short lived) retirement.
Phil had been quite helpful, leading Ranboo to his and Techno's place and showing him around the area, as well as a nearby village where he could trade with the villagers. He thanked Phil for his kindness, and decided to make his own place in the side of a mountain.
Things were going okay. He made his new home, he made himself productive to drown out the guilt of what he did in the past, which possibly made his other friends hate him. He wrote in his diary about his new friend Phil, and how he guessed that meant he was on okay terms with Techno as well, since Phil said Techno told him it was okay for him to stay in the first place.
Things were going okay, so how did he end up back in this dark, suffocating room?
"Crap..." he said to himself, standing up. This is fine. This is fine, we just need to get out of here.
He began to walk out, till a voice stopped him in his tracks.
'Ranboo... you're back..' a voice whispered.
Ranboo shivered. He hated hearing the voices that only showed themselves in this room, that was why he vowed to never return here. He hated the voices. They sounded like himself, but he wanted to believe they weren't a part of himself. Sometimes they sounded like his old friends, but the vast majority of the time they sounded like him- the one person he hated most.
'You can't go now, Ranboo...'
"What.." he spun around, facing the wall that had the signs on it he had written during his breakdown only days ago.
He closed his eyes, trying to compose himself. "There's nobody here.. there's nobody here..." he said.
'You can't leave, not without getting what you deserve..'
'You won't get away with the harm you've done.'
He shook his head, taking a few steps backwards as he began to feel dizzy. He walked into something where the entrance was supposed to be, nearly jumping out of his own skin in fear as he spun around again.
Ranboo gasped at the sight. The man who was always in his head somehow, telling him all these horrible things in the back of his mind stood in front of him.
"Wh.. D-Dream?" Ranboo shook. Was he here this entire time?
"Hello, Ranboo." Dream said, standing tall with confidence. Ranboo could feel his piercing stare through the mask covering his face. "I think we should talk... don't you?" his head tilted slightly.
"Uhh.." Ranboo took a few steps back. "W-what?"
"Ranboo..." Dream paused, facing him. "You know I don't let people that commit injustices here go... unpunished." he said, stepping closer.
"Wh- I- I haven't done anything wrong.." Ranboo said, confused and anxious. He could already feel himself begin to panic, he needed to get away but there was no escape from the green-hooded man.
"Oh, come on now." Dream said, drawing his sword. "You know exactly what you did." he said.
Ranboo stepped back, hitting the wall behind him. He shook his head, "I- I.. I really don't.."
"You blew up the Community House, admit it." Dream said, venom slipping off his tongue with his words.
Ranboo shook his head quicker, looking away. "No. No, I wouldn't do that! I- I would've remembered if I did, I swear- I swear I'm innocent!" his voice was pleading. He wanted to believe his own words, but Dream always found a way to make him unsure of himself.
"Admit it. Admit you destroyed the one place I cared about." Dream said, getting closer and closer to him.
"No! No, I- I swear!" Ranboo said. Dream was becoming angrier by the second.
"ADMIT IT!" Dream seized Ramboo's wrist in his right hand, squeezing so tight his skin would surely bruise. "You're a horrible person, you betrayed your friends, you blew up the oldest building in the whole SMP. Admit it!"
Ranboo cried out in pain. "P-please! I- I'd- I don't remember!"
"I'm telling you what you did! It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I watched you do it myself!" Dream yelled, grabbing Ranboo's other wrist as he whimpered in pain.
"No! Let me go!" Ranboo cried out as Dream roughly pushed him against the wall. His legs gave out on him as he slid down to the floor, his breaths becoming short and quick.
"Admit it, or else..." Dream pulled out a potion bottle that was filled with water. Ranboo looked at him in confusion, till he finally understood. He realized he didn't have his armor, or anything to protect him for that matter.
"Dream.. P-please..." Ranboo dug his fingernails into the floor, hoping maybe the wall behind him would swallow him whole. "Please.."
Dream gave a small laugh, as if he enjoyed the ender-boy's suffering. He bit the cork off the bottle, spitting it out onto the floor. He held the bottle tight in his hand, squatting down to Ranboo's level.
Ranboo stared down at the floor as Dream got closer. "You know you did it. You know your friends hate you, and that you're a shit person." Ranboo felt a pang of hurt in his chest. "So why won't you admit it?..."
Ranboo didn't respond, he shut his eyes tight.
"LOOK AT ME!" Dream grabbed Ranboo's face in his hand tightly, forcing him to look up at him. Ranboo held on to Dreams wrist as his own tears burned his cheeks, trying to look anywhere but into Dream's eyes.
Dream let him go, standing back up as Ranboo sobbed in fear. He hugged himself, bringing his legs up to his chest.
"You have three seconds." Dream said, his voice monotone and unbothered.
Ranboo cried, burying his face in his legs. "I didn't do it! I didn't do it!" Ranboo said. Dream had reached his limit.
He took the bottle, swinging it towards the boy on the floor until the liquid splashed all over him.
Ranboo cried out in immense pain, as the liquid sizzled on his skin causing it to burn.
"Dream?!" another voice asked. The water burned Ranboo's hands as he brought them up to cover his face, still in extreme pain.
Dream whipped around to face the voice; finding himself face to face with Technoblade.
"What- what are you doin to him?!" Techno asked, shoving Dream.
Dream laughed. "It doesn't matter." he paused. "My business here isn't done." the man turned around, looking down at Ranboo.
"You got lucky. I'd watch my back if I was you, memory boy."
He pushed past the confused Techno, stepping out of the room and pearling away.
"Jesus. What happened?" Techno stepped further into the room, bending down to Ranboo who was still sitting on the floor, his face still covered.
Techno reached out to tap him, but he fliched as his head whipped up. "I TOLD YOU! IT WASN'T ME!" he screamed. Techno leaned back in surprise; eyes scanning over blistered burns on the boy's face.
"Woah! Ranboo, it's me! It's Techno, it's okay, Dream's gone. Can you hear me?" Techno asked, trying to get Ranboo grounded.
"He- I, I didn't do it!" He shook his head, looking down at his blistered, shaking hands.
"Okay, I believe you. I believe you didn't. It wasn't you." Techno said, trying to reassure him even though he wasn't really sure what Ranboo was talking about.
Ranboo's voice shook as he tried to catch his breath. "He.. I- I didn't..."
"Did he hurt you? What happened, Ranboo?" Techno asked the boy.
"T-Techno?" Ranboo asked, seeming to be returning back to his surroundings.
"Yes, its okay, you're safe. I've got you alright?" Techno said getting closer, trying to help him. Techno always felt the need to care for Ranboo, even after blowing up L'Manburg, Techno asked him if he was okay.
"He.. it burns so- so bad.. the... water- it burns..." Ranboo said going to touch his face, but taking a sharp intake of breath in return from the pain.
"Okay, okay, don't touch it. Let's get you out of here and fixed up, aright? It will be alright." Techno said, leaning down to help Ranboo up.
     "Oh- oh, okay.." Ranboo leaned on the pig-man for support, trying to keep his legs from shaking so he could walk.
"Just breathe, he's gone now." Techno tried his best to comfort the hurt boy the best he could, even though he thought he wasn't always the best at it.
     "I- I'm not a bad person, am I Techno? I don't- I didn't mean to.. to.." he tried his best to finish the sentence, but his thoughts were too much of a mess.
"No. I don't think you're a bad person Ranboo. It's okay, don't listen to whatever Dream said. He just want's to mess with you and get in your head." Techno said.
All Ranboo could think about was the voices in his head after Techno had said that. He wondered if Techno would think he was crazy if he found out about them, and leave him like everyone else did. He wondered if he would think he was crazy.
If only he knew. If only he knew.