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KYA || SCARS

Regrets before pride. A saying I gave to myself after the war, to remind myself that it is worth it to throw my pride aside in order to have less regrets. And it worked.

I had appeared to be gone from their sight, but I was merely in the lesser-seen cracks.

"Dreamon, ask her of her past and don't let her avoid it." Foolish told Dream before making his way out of my treehouse.

I wasn't safe here anymore.

Maybe I could stay here for a while, pretending I did not care. Maybe it would be similar to how Tommy felt in exile. But I couldn't be in that place.

So maybe I just move to another place, simply. Just leave. I'd continue taking Tubbo here and I would still have Dream. But I can't run from my problems.

So the only logical solution would be to face Foolish. But last time I did that, I lost more than I could've imagined. I would need to kill Foolish.

I need to kill a god.
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The rearrangement of my home was a lengthy process. To have important things truly hidden and look suspicious, was difficult.

Dream watched me the whole time, sometimes coming close to asking questions, but he restrained himself. He was smart for that. Not many were.

I loudly placed one of the boxes down onto the floor. Dream was slightly shaken from it, but I didn't really care.

I dug my hand inside, pulling out a few different weapons.

"I thought you said the boxes were full of junk!" He began to rant.

"It is. I only used these before I learned what it truly meant to fight." I said before pulling out additional weapons.

Dreams face only continued to grow with more shock.

I motioned for him to come closer and sit down, which he did.

"Choose one. I'll give you a brief breakdown of a few if you wish."

"Yeah. Can you do that?" He asked slightly embarrassed. He had no reason to be, but I wasn't going to say anything.

"This one is like a flail. It's good for combinations and strengthening an already strong strategy. The ones that look like swords are best on their own. It's good to start off with one, but best to move on unless it's what you plan on pursuing. Then there's weapons similar to bows and crossbows. Best used when hidden or in organized fights." I continued to tell him about other weapons and such as he mentally noted every detail.

"I don't remember half of what you said, sorry. Could I just give you details of what I want and you give me the best fit?" He asked nervously.

He was lucky I was willing.

"Go ahead."

"Something short ranged that can be used with several other weapons and style is very adaptable and unpredictable."

"An aratop. With the right knowledge, this thing can do almost anything. Luckily for you, I have that knowledge." I hand him a weapon and grab another of the same for myself.

We wouldn't start training today, but we may sometime in the near future. I had a lot to do before I could worry about a single Dreamon's fighting skills.

"Today you will begin learning reverse, which others just may know it as the Egg's language or the tongue of the Egg. It goes back much farther, but people make their own interpretations."

I ran him through simple dialect and sentences, similar to how a student would begin a foreign language with an introduction.

He didn't get as much down as Tubbo, which was odd yet expected. Sure, Dream was older and took longer to learn, but he's a Dreamon, it should feel natural.