ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 26 - 𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔊𝔯𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔉𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔩

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ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀʟᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴇᴄʜɴᴏ ꜱʜᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴋᴜʟʟꜱ.

Tommy and him constantly snuck into L'Manburg together to collect Techno's possessions from the execution. Dream had visited 2 times to question Techno if he was hiding Tommy; I don't think he actually cared. He had made it clear though, that I owed him for him saving me back at the execution. I argued that he actually led me to my death but that made me feel a little guilty because it wasn't actually him. He also made it clear Techno owed him a favour, and I couldn't argue that.

I hadn't really spoken much to Techno, I decided to make a new bed down by the fire. It might seem a little stupid to do, but I was sticking by the fact he couldn't come running to me when he didn't have Tommy anymore. I tried to warn him but he wouldn't listen.

I also tried talking to Tommy, and he said he didn't want L'Manburg to get blown up, he just wanted alliances to regain his discs back from Dream. Again, Techno remained to have a strong bond with Tommy. I secretly think Techno liked Tommy as a sort of younger brother, I was going to be sad when Tommy leaves.

His love for L'Manburg is just to strong.

It was now January and there was news of another Festival happening today. A green Festival held in L'Manburg for some stupid reason. I was beginning to become sour I realised, just at the fact that this nation still stood despite the destruction done by Techno and Wilbur. I realised that I wanted it gone just as much as Techno. However, since no festivals ever went right, I was going to attend this one.

I was ultimately scared to go and face Tubbo. I didn't really know what I would do. After a month of thinking about death, I was kind of over it. I mean, I would always think about how he killed me, but should I let that hinder the future? What if we needed to team together? I shouldn't let the fact he killed me, hold me back from doing what I believe and stand for.

But then again, what do I stand for?

I rolled my eyes at myself and stood up to finally leave and head to L'Manburg. I was by myself as usual, Techno and Tommy had left earlier in the day to sneak into L'Manburg again. The walk was the same old boring one, yet the last time I walked on the same path, it led to my death. The community house came into view and my breath hitched.

Did I really need to be here? No. But did I want to see what was happening? Yes.

I again walked along the prime path towards L'Manburg, glad that I wasn't wearing any armour as that was the rule of L'Manburg. I wasn't exactly invited to this festival considering what happened last month but I doubt they will kill me. Techno and Tommy however, I had no idea what they had planned but I knew they left the house all prepared for fighting.

I saw the festival taking place in the distance, and I walked till I reached L'Manburg land. I saw the festival games taking place, several people chasing Fundy. When I was noticed, people seemed to stop and stare. I know I died, but holy. I rolled my eyes and sat down watching Punz win a few of the games, and eventually the attention died down. I just wanted to go back to the old L'Manburg, somewhere where I could feel at home and not alienated for something that had happened to me.

My peace and quiet didn't last 10 minutes till Quackity stormed up to me with a weapon in hand.

"You weren't invited Thora..."

Just because im not wearing armour doesn't mean I didn't bring a weapon to protect myself if needed. Carrying a weapon in L'Manburg wasn't one of it's laws. I reached behind my back and pulled out my new Netherite axe ᴠɪꜱᴀɢᴇ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ. Quackity took a few steps back knowing I could beat him in a fight.

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