We all pretend to be the heros on the good side
For as long as he could remember, his name has been muttered in fear by those who knew of him. Even long after he was gone, mothers continued to scare their children with his name.
"If you don't behave, Technoblade will get you," they would say.
But, despite what all the legends claimed, the beast himself was nothing like that at all.
Some things are black
Some things are white
You shouldn't look through colored lenses
You're the good guy
He's the bad guy
Your boring world is in black and white
He was a kind man, that put an odd smile on so many faces. He spent several hours—days—months—years, even—making sure that things were done efficiently.
He never had much of a family. Not one he could call his own, at least.
He was born in the Nether, a land long gone, locked behind a portal whose rituals have long since forgotten. He was part Piglin, and spent many of his childhood years in his boar-like form.
When he was about ten years of age, a kind man with large black wings had found him, and took him under his wing—both metaphorically and literally.
He had lived under the guidance of the man, and learned how to shift from his piglin form to his human form, as well as learning how to sword fight.
He made fast friends with the mans son, who was only a couple of years older than him. The two grew up together, and formed an almost brotherly bond.
Yet, he would never mutter the term "brother" when referring to him.
So many shades of grey
Oh, how can you still not know?
Good easily fades away
Think twice before you like me
So, he lived with the two for several years, until he reached about sixteen years of age, where he moved to a small village—now a bustling kingdom—that went by the name of Hypixel.
He lived there for a long time, playing the games available there, meeting hundreds of strangers, and enrolled himself in the guard system.
One day, however, there was a war, and the teen was on the front lines.
He fought valiantly, his body count higher than most of the experienced warriors. The teen gained many scars, scars he showcased proudly in his adulthood.
Because
I'm a villain
What makes you think otherwise?
You don't know what a wicked devil I am
You're a villain
What makes you think otherwise?
The villain you failed to notice breathes within you
After the war, the no-longer-teenager went into hiding, and found himself as nothing more than a humble farmer back in Hypixel.
He had started receiving letters from his childhood friend, Wilbur. He had told him of a wicked man, Schlatt, that cast him out of the land that he had created, and asked for the half-piglin's help.
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DSMP oneshots
FanfictionWill there be fluff? Yes Will there be angst? Definitely Will there be oneshots that go from one to the other (fluff to angst and vice versa)? Absolutely Will there be smut? Fuck no, I don't write that shit Will there be cursing? Hell yes, so keep y...
