This Isn't a Revolution... This Is Doomsday. || Reader x Dream SMP

🧨Chapter Thirty-Eight🧨

Word Count: 1589

I heard faint screams, but before the others reached me, Tommy did. At that point I had put the guitar on my back and raised my sword.

"Tommyinnit." I smiled.

"(Y/U)." He furrowed his brow. "Why."

I scoffed. "Why not?"

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.

"You're teaming up with murderers!" I shouted, deflecting a swing of a sword from Tommy. "They tried to kill Techno-" I swung back, and Tommy stepped out of the way. "They tried to kill me, they tried to kill Carl!" I swung again. "And now you're trying to kill me!" He raised his shield and I kicked him back.

"(Y/N)!" Tommy yelled as I charged towards him again with my sword, getting up quickly. "But if you kill a 'murderer' the number of murderers stay the same."

He deflected my blow, and I moved back with a scoff, looking around us. I spotted Tubbo, Quackity and Fundy. "So why stop at one?"

Tubbo caught my eyes, and started to run towards us, probably hoping to end the fight. Not to help me, nor Tommy, but just to stop us from tearing each other apart.

"I swear to god (Y/N)-" He cried, charging towards me again. "I just don't want you to become the villain."

"Good and evil are pure nonsense. Good is a phrase for people with nothing better to do with their time. Evil is a phrase for people who simply want power, or in my case, revenge, and are willing to work for it." I blocked his attack.

"I-"

"Villains are just kids who weren't saved." I laughed softly, "No one came to say that I shouldn't die! I had a close call with death during the fucking hog hunt. Do you know the pain that the totem gave me? I felt it for longer than it needed to feel." I held the sword tighter. "And I know it's not your fault, but you're the one who- who forgave them! You joined their side."

"But you guys blew their home up!"

"They threw us out of ours!" I took the guitar from it's strap on my back.

"You destroyed the home of eleven people!"

"Then so be it!" I threw it (somehow, guitars are heavy mother fuckers) across the field so it bonked Tommy's head. The guitar was fine, it didn't snap or anything, but the tuning would definitely be off. Tommy looked to me, confused. "That... was not the smartest move."

"You're not the (Y/N) I know."

"Of course not. She's from your world, I'm me-"

"No that's not what I mean, you're not the (Y/N) that I knew from this world. You're not the (Y/N) that I tried to defy Dream with, you're not the (Y/N) that traveled half way across the server with,"

"I-" I took a step back, suddenly defensive.

"You're not the (Y/N) that I built a basement under Techno's house with."

"Tommy."

"You're not the (Y/N) I loved no matter what universe, no matter what memories."

I dropped my sword. "Then kill me."

"What."

"I'm not me anymore, right?" I laughed softly, "Then why keep me here? I'll just cause more chaos and destruction."

"I'm not killing you." Tommy gripped harder on the hilt of his sword.

"Like father like daughter. Blow up a nation, then die."