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Chapter 1

(Song: Hymn for the missing-red)

TW: mentions of death and suicide

Dream Pov:

It's been two years since I lost [Y/N].

At least I still have George and Sap.

I still miss her though.

I walked towards George's house, he recently built it.

I could feel a warm breeze going around me, it was nice.

I bit further away from the prime path I could see Tommy and Tubbo.

Looks like they're fighting again.

I sighed, even if we have peace between my SMP and L'Manberg, the people are split.

Nobody really trusts each other anymore.

It's tiring and sad to see.

We even lost Schlatt and Wilbur.

[Y/N]'s death changed many of us.

Bad and Skeppy kind of lost their happy appearance, but they're trying their best to be positive.

Tubbo and Tommy get into fights over her death.

Fundy is barely seen, he lost his family after all and his friend.

George and Sapnap have these sad phases sometimes, I'm trying to help them through it.

I part timely made Eret the king over the SMP but I had to take him out over his mental state.

George is currently king.

I can see that there are many people who don't like that.

I'm scared that something happens to him.

For now some new people joined us on the SMP.

Some demon-Enderman boy, and a guy with a creeper mask.

I like the guy with the creeper mask, he's nice.

His name is Sam, at least that's what he told me.

He's currently helping me with a building project.

I finally reached George's house.

It smelled awfully burnt.

As I turned around the corner and I got to see his house, I knew why.

»what the-«

It was completely burnt down, and signs were everywhere.

Since the signs were full of swears and some red cloth was hanging on the bridge, I'd guess Tommy was here.

»Did he burn this down?!«

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Technoblade Pov:

It was freezing cold again.

This isn't the best place to live, I'll admit that.

A snow biome.

At least I'm not alone, I have Phil with me.

For some reason they let him stay down here with me.

He told me he's now some angel of death or something.

I don't really care.

The things I cared for are gone anyways.

My brother commited suicide.

My younger brother doesn't even visit me.

My father has amnesia and forgot I was his son, at least he's staying with me.

My sparring buddy, in other words, the homeless green blob, is too busy doing some stupid shit.

And the girl I loved with my whole heart, was killed.

And it's the governments fault.

It's my fault too.

And I will never forgive anyone involved with her death for what they've done, including myself.

»I miss you, [Y/N]...Wil...Even the old dad«

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Bad Pov:

I miss [N/N].

I don't understand why she was the one who had to die.

I can't understand.

Why on earth would they send her out in this danger?

»Why. Why can't I just go back in time and save her«

(Everything written like »that«is a voice the character hears in his head)

»you know, I could help you with that. Just let me in. I can bring her back«

»you again. I told you to leave me alone!«

»but I can fulfill your deepest wishes Bad, I can help you.«

»no! She is dead!«

»Just do something little for me, I can bring her back to you. Trust me«

»......«

»Fine...«

My body felt weird for a second, then my mind went blank

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[Y/N] Pov:

"L'Manberg"

»why did I say that?«

»what even is a "L'Manberg"?«

I shrugged.

Around me was a large grass field with some beautiful flowers in it.

I picked a few up and made a flower crown.

»just like we used to make them as children."

„Ehh...Who?«

»who used to do this with me?«

»why can't I remember?«

I sighed in frustration.

I put the flower crown down in the grass and stared at it.

It looked nice.

Blue and white flowers that were tangled up with each other.

Blue and white.

»why do I feel like I should know something to these colors?«

»why can't I remember anything?!«

»what is going on....«

I faced the sunset in front of me.

Suddenly, I heard a crunch behind me.

I quickly got up and turned around.

There was a young boy standing in the grass field.

He had black and white hair, a mask and red and green eyes.

„Who are you and what are you doing here?" he pointed his sword at me

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A/N: first chapter for today! Ayyyy!

Anyways.

Have a nice day!