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KYA || INTRUSION

(By the way, this takes place quite a bit after last chapter. Thank me later :) )

Also, I have returned! I already began writing my next story, so be sure to check my profile often after this story is completed (which I will mention)
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Me, Apate, Tubbo, and Dream were all relaxed in my treehouse, not caring as to what the others were doing. It was casual by now, considering it happened often.

I could see Tubbo reading more stories in my language, considering he was almost fluent.

Apate was drawing mindlessly, creating images that resembled what I imagined the afterlife to look like.

And Dream was looking around and checking outside, memorizing every little detail. He did that a lot.

But in reality, we were all on edge. Not just Dream. Everybody had something to lose. I had the most.

A faint crackling noise drew me outside, away from them. They didn't question it - I left wearily often.

I slipped by several other blue willow trees, similar to the one I had just come from. It's all the same. It had never changed.

The cracking that could be mistaken for firecrackers on the Fourth of July had ceased. But it led me to a small pond, lifeless and still.

My vision flashed, and showed me an image of myself, maskless, training. Thank the fate the wars are over.

I saw a slick smirk on my face. It was tainted with a thick navy ooze, one that could only come from me. My eyes almost showed color, in contrast to their usual complete whiteness.

I watched as I pulled out a thin black blade, resembling a katana. Careful movements of a delicate practice.

I followed myself back into my treehouse, as I carried away the same blade I trained with, that I later used in the war.

My body was being shaken violently out of my memory. I blinked several times before seeing Dream with a concerned look.

"What happened?" I asked seriously as his look persisted.

"Well, first of all, I have no idea what that was, and second, I heard a lot of crackling outside." He responding, listing what happened.

"Crackling... that means..." I said under my breath before going completely still.

The door burst open, surprisingly not breaking. A golden figure approached through it slowly, and I took it to be Foolish.

They all looked at me in shock, and a pulsing headache made its way into my body.

Why did nothing ever go wrong the first time?

Why must all the weird occurrences happen now?

"Wh-what?" Apate whispered as Foolish approached further.

"Worthless god." I mouthed underneath my mask, so quiet to never be heard. "What are you doing here... again?" I asked him.

"Well I think it's been enough time to 'prepare' or whatever happy-fun-time you were having. Tomorrow, with an army, in your land. Just like old times." He laughed as he spoke, which made it very unsettling to the others in the room.

I looked to the the of them, signaling for them to leave. They were still momentarily, following their 'instincts'.

"Maybe this helps me." I smirked beneath my mask.

"How could this possibly help-"

"You want a war, Foolish? You got one?"

He was about to leave, but his curiosity didn't stop.