I once had a dream, it was a nightmare

Another day

Another day in the life of Dream, Minecraft manhunt god, man know for his perpetuate smile and survival abilities like no other. His days were simple, not made up of endless training talking, making strategies, and worrying about living up to his name, no, no not anymore, there was defiantly no more of that.

I mean in a way it was nice not having to think so much not having to work so much, not having to be something that he never really was. He didn't have to pretend anymore no one could hear him, no one could see him. He was, he was free...

-As free as you can get in a 10 by 10 by 3 block obsidian space, that is,-

At least he could be who he wanted to be, right? Even if it was through long days of starving, dehydration, and degradation. Along with torture, he thought pausing for a moment only to feel the searing pain of his fresh wounds he had gotten only minutes before from Quackitys's visit, But there was a problem and the problem with that was not that he couldn't handle a bit of hopelessness and torture, because at one point in time he has had it worse! No, no it wasn't that, it was the fact that he, Dream, didn't know who he wanted to be, no scratch that, he didn't know who he was, nor why he was here. I mean why would they even bother to explain that to some fuked up fugitive?

Though Dreams hypothesis on the whole matter was that it had to be a mix of the exiling of Tommy;The stupid child that broke so many of the THREE server rules that he had that lost count, though it had to be close to around 30ish times by now, and Terminating or should I say, blowing up, Manberg; The country of drugs and naive little children who followed superstitions and lies without even batting an eye. I mean it was a country of literal drugs and was made after drugs and wanting "independcence" and no one even cared! No matter, no matter tho, it just really didn't matter since ya know, Dream blew it up... but just like a switch, people started to care dream noticed this tho, oh and they cared deeply, but it seems not actually enough to even be there in the first place, but oh they still cared sooooo deeply and so much so that they were outraged at what happened even though they didn't try to stop him, Tommy was the only one to even try, but what did he know? That Lmaberg was a country of drugs, no, no he didn't, nor would he even listen to it as he was told about the horrid truth he would just deny it tyring to keep his false sense of reality unchecked and whole. But honestly, what did he know? Dream thought, What did he know about this whole ordeal?

-Nothing, and that's the sad truth-

His side his regrets, his, his, his, did he ever stop to think about their sidee? No, he was selfish and didn't even dare and he fully knew that, he fully knew that he should look at their view, their side, their worries but he was scared. Scared of what he might see because what horrified him the most out of everything, that he or anyone had ever done on the server was the fact that when they asked him for a monster, he gave them one. And for that everyone, and I mean everyone had the right to be very very angry, but didn't he too? Didn't he have the right to feel angry because they asked for this they wanted this he did what they wanted and know they are made at him that just outrageous... but why then, why didn't he feel angry? why did he only feel.... sad? Sad and stupid like he should have predicted the betrayal the heartbreak, and the blame, maybe he should have, but how could he have? How? should he have double-checked every detail 5 times in a row, planed and conspired in secret, while not pushing his friends away? He only wanted to keep his friends safe, safe from what though?......

Safe from him! From his actions, his words and his thoughts, but that only proved to make them even more affected HOW COULD HE HAVE KNOWN!?!? How could he?!?, How could he have done better? How could have fixed this? How could they expect him to know, to remember?!? To be better? To hold everything together? How could they expect him to be anything more than human? How could they? How could they expect the impossible?-

-The sad reality is they really did expect the impossible as Dream to them was no more than a tool per say.... no more than a monster in their eyes, something even less than human and as Dream bled out on the floor from the wounds that Quackity had given him only 15 minutes before still pondering the world, Dream didn't even know that, know that that was what they thought of him, and maybe if he did he still might have cared and he might have still fought with all of his broken or even more broken heart that night, but he didn't know, but did that really change anything? The outcome was the same, the deal would stay the same, nothing would actually change as you can't escape destiny, it always and I mean always finds a way, and in dream's case that was might I say even a good thing...even if it wasn't necessarily that for others.

922 words, I'm on a roll let's just hope this motivation stays for the rest of the chapters :)