él - Technoblade.

ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔭𝔱𝔢𝔯 46 - 𝔄𝔤𝔬𝔫𝔶.

TW – BROKEN BONES

ɪ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀꜱ ɪ ꜱᴛᴜᴍʙʟᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪꜱᴏɴ.

My eyes watered as I stumbled back to the TNT canon which I had built. My mind was running, yet it was blank. I couldn't focus on anything, the only thing running through my mind was Tommy.

I fell to the ground, the wood path bruising my knees, and my leg in excruciating pain. I screwed my eyes shut, the tears forced to roll down my cheeks. I needed to get out of here, forever. I couldn't be here with the guilt. I stood up and started walking, running as fast as my leg would carry me. The wind carried the delicate tears off my cheeks into the world behind.

Tommy couldn't be dead. Why would Dream kill him? For some sense of power, even in prison when he deserves to be there? I couldn't fathom a grown man not being able to handle a 17 year old to the point he turns to murder? My breathing decline, all sense of trying to breath left my body and I began to hyperventilate.

I rubbed my throat to try and trigger my body into breathing but I felt my body become hot and my eyes felt like they were ready to pop out of my head. My body suddenly took a deep breath in and I continued to rub my throat raw with my hand to trigger my body to breathe. I was trying my best to calm down, I started biting my nails and skin around my fingers to remind myself of where I was and I was safe.

My mind was in complete shutdown, my body following it lead. My eyes were still blurred heavily with tears, and my cheeks felt raw. My eyes stung to the brim, and my lips quivered. I had to bite hard on them to stop them from moving and becoming dry. I was in desperate need of some fresh water. I slowed to a stop, parts of the leg splint falling off from running.

I stood in the clear of a few trees, from what I could see the yellow moon looking back at me. I wiped my eyes to see the moon clearer, and sure enough it was looking back at me. I wanted to so badly abuse the moon with words, my thoughts and feelings but they were all so jumbled up and I was scared.

ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜᴇʀ.

Just thinking of him, everything we had been through. Everything we had done together. The creation of L'Manburg, the betrayal of Eret and seeing his dead body for the first time. Back then, that was the one thing that truly crushed me. Then his second death so he could secure the independence of L'Manburg.

Through the tears, I managed a smile by remembering the time we wrote the electoral ballet for Tommy as running mate and when I tripped up Tubbo with a rock. The time we held a debate in the court house which is no longer in the sky. Lets not forget the election, the time Tommy stood by Wilbur to fight for freedom.

The tears flowed once more as I thought about the loss of the election- the cause of Pogtopia. The cause of many friendships destroyed and loneliness. I thought about how Tommy must have felt when Tubbo was executed- how he was willing to fight the most powerful person for him and then his best friend turning his back. I thought about Tommy losing his home for the first time and then losing someone who was like a brother figure to him.

I cried at the thought he had to see his brother figure come back as a ghost with no memories. Then to being betrayed by your best friend to being exiled. I cried over the fact I only visited him once when he was in exile and that's when he needed the most help. He was just a boy, and he needed me and I wasn't there. I cried over the fact that I had apologised to him for a multitude of reasons and he always forgave me.

I cried over the fact that Tommy needed so badly to escape exile that he came to Techno's cabin even after the first destruction of L'Manburg. Then after months he had been in some a hard decision of choosing his home or Techno, and I knew who he would choose but I bet it was not easy on him. Then I remembered the Doomsday, the day everything fell apart. How Tommy had fought with Techno over everything and I felt like I was in the middle.