Follow Us || Dream SMP

KYA || PREPARATIONS

Dream had learned a lot in the weeks he stayed here. He was much better with a weapon, could speak clearly even though it was still slow, and he behaved more like a Dreamon. And he believed it was his rightful place.

Every morning I have Dream recite to me a sole belief of those in the Lands. So not only is he becoming better at the language, he is learning how to be who he is meant to be.

"Freedom does not truly exist. It is a sanctuary made up by and for those ignorant so they feel they have free will." Dream spoke slowly, stuttering ever so slightly to where it couldn't be told from anyone other than naturals.

"Good job. You'll never be truly natural, but you can come close." I say while gathering up the books and other paper we used for this lesson.

Dream also took on my habits of 'what goes where' in the treehouse. I made him after he stopped cleaning up. He still acted as a child at points.

"I'm going for my daily take around the SMP. Wanna come?" I ask for the first time since he's been back here.

His face lit up with a minor joy, and died down as he controlled it.

"Yeah. I do." He said quietly as he walked over to me.

"Same procedure." I told him and we we're off.

We started at the hole of L'Manburg and worked our way around. My pace was slightly faster than Dream's, but that was expected.

Nothing was off until we hit the prison. I mean... if it didn't have a different aura.

"Somethings off." I tell Dream and we slow down a bit.

"How so? Everything seems fine." He began to look in other places to see if I was talking about somewhere else.

"The obsidian on the prison is three shades of red darker than usual. Only auras of gods can change the look of blocks around them. For example, Foolish's aura make things slightly more yellow."

"How can you even see that?" He asked in astonishment.

"You could see it too, if you were trained to. Anyway, I'm going to go in. You stay out here and act like a tourist. Please don't be stupid." I ran into the prison, leaving Dream behind.

Sam was more on guard than ever, along with Bad and Ant, who I'm surprised he called in.

The prison has never been more secure.

I made my way to the main cell, seeing a defeated Techno sitting alone in the cell.

Why didn't he listen to me?!

I watched him throw rocks at the wall, keeping track of how far they bounced back.

Was he causing the aura?

I guess he is a powerful god, the Blood god. But I could never be enemies to Techno. Not after the previous Blood god helped us in our war. I trust his decision to make Techno the new one.

I went into one of the secret rooms of the prison, one specifically where they kept a list of people inside and what they were going to do next.

'Dream's gone. Nobody seems to know yet. Why didn't the sirens go off? I'll have to work on it. I'll call Bad and Ant. They can help.' One of Sam's private notes read.

They didn't retell the server?

I made my way back to the main cell, where Techno seemed to be growing impatient.