No I am not a Dream apologist.
I just listened to Viva la Vida and my mind came up with this.————————
Dream sat in the prison.
Alone.
As he remembered all of the good times he shared with his friends.
His head rested against the wall as voices pounded into his skull, a torrent of memories flooding past the walls he had placed all those months ago.Why did he do it?
Where did he go wrong?
Why did he leave them?
Was it worth it?No.
No.
Nothing. Not even the world. Hell not even immortality was worth losing them!But he did lose them.
He lost all of them.He lost himself.
In power, in corruption, in greed.
He lost everything.So now he sat alone in prison, the ticking of the clock and the bubbling of the lava were his only conciliation.
He didn't want to hurt them.
So where did he go wrong?
When did his mind become so corrupt that he no longer cared for the lives of his friends?He couldn't remember.
He couldn't tell when it all went wrong.
But that didn't stop the other memories.
"Dream!!"
"George!!"
"Stop yelling at each other!""Come here Georgie!"
"Dream stop!""Come on Dream!"
"Sapnap! Stop chasing me!""What are we surrounded by right now?"
"Clay?"
"Hardened Clay...""What the hell?! How did he do that?"
"What did he just do?""Come on George. You know you love me."
"Dream stop."
"Come on."
"Fine... I love you Dream."
"Love you too""Sapnap!"
"What?!"
"Come here!"
"You're gonna kill me!"
"I won't!"
"..."
"..."
"Aaahhhh Dream!!! You just nearly killed me!!!"Where did he go so wrong?
When did he lose all of this?
When did he lose them?
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DreamSMP oneshots and short stories
FanfictionThis will be a collection of short stories, headcannons and oneshots to do with the DreamSMP!