Wilbur was shaking. He had heard Schlatt's speech while sneaking around to find food. Why? You would think he had enough of these times in his life. And it was just words from a man. A fallen god, but just a man.
Yet he had never heard anything worse.
Philza... What are they doing to him? To his fucking father?
Everything had gone wrong. Philza... possibly in the last times of his life... thought Wilbur was against him.
The fuck am I supposed to do?
Philza was probably in Schlatt's palace. Guards everywhere.
Will I ever talk to him again?
He needed to know. He needed-
Useless, Wilbur. Useless.
Wilbur dragged himself back to Niki. The place where voices never strayed long.
They'll kill me on site. Anyone in this town will report me on site if they want their lives. No one can deliver anything for me... Tommy's gone, Niki's out of question... Techno... Techno...
Where the heck is Techno?
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"Hello." Someone said, A familiar someone. He had heard him too many times. Not only recently... but back when...
"Little 'Technoblade'. Hah, you grew a lot..."
"What?" Techno groggily muttered.
"Remember me?" Schlatt eagerly questioned. Techno wasn't listening. Examining the place, looking for a way out...
"Exactly the same cocky boy, I see."
"What do you want?"
"Why don't you look me in the damned eyes when you speak to me?"
This encouraged Techno to continue looking everywhere but his eyes.
Schlatt managed a laugh. "Hopefully whatever this does doesn't change your humor."
Hello.
You could hear someone screaming around the whole building.
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Nightmare (a Dream smp/ Passerine Fanfic)
FantasyFirst time dont judge sbi risen on the throne, kingdoms on verge of freaking collapsing, and gods. many gods. and maybe magic along the way dont ask ~~still in development~~ Triggers: -Mild cursing -Death -IF YOU DONT LIKE DONT READ-
