Dream died...but no one realized.
I mean why would they?
No one came to check up on him after they threw him in the prison...if it could even be called that.
But the fallen tyrant held more secrets then anyone else on the server. His own and others...
For some fucking reason people have seemed to like this book, could you explain to me why because this book was a half assed thing thrown together.
Now I must update to please the thing we call readers.
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Anyways...On with the story.
3rd Person's POV
The world seemed to stop. One word. One name word made the world stop. A small word that meant everything to a man. One word that was spoken by a broken voice. A small, dry voice.
Dream gripped the ring tightly in his hand. Tears were still rolling down his face, Dream brought his hand to his chest. Holding the ring closely to his chest. Dream hunched over and let out silent sobs.
Techno stood there watching the ghost cry. He watched the ghost calm down, Dream sat back up. He slowly pulled his hand away from his chest, releasing the pressure on the ring, and holding it out for Techno to take. It broke Techno's heart to see the ghost so sad over the ring. He shook his head, the dull emerald eyes followed his hand as Techno pushed it back towards him. Techno looked at the ghost with a sad smile, seeing the man he loves in pain hurt him. Techno's hand lingered and decided at the last minute to hold Dream's hand, closing it around the ring. His hands were still as cold, he thought pathetically. "Keep it. It will help keep you safe." Dream stared at the hand around his, a small smile flashed on his face. Dream nodded and retraced his hand from Techno's.
I watched him put the ring on his right hand. He moved it from finger to finger figuring out where it best fit. He ended up leaving it on his middle finger. "I am feeling a little hungry. Uhm, I-I'm sure you are too, Let's go see if Phil is making anything." Techno said, Dream nodded and followed closely to Techno as they moved into the other room. As they entered the room a glorious smell entered their senses. "Hello boy's!" Phil said with his heavy accent "Ghostbur and I were making some muffins, want some?" Techno nodded, with a smile on his face. Dream looked at the food wearily but seeing how Techno was calm with the food choice he accepted the food.
An uneasy feeling filled Dream as he looked at the muffin.
Phil smiled and turned back to his baking. Techno took a bite of his muffin enjoying the taste, mumbling about it being a potato based muffin. Dream slowly picked up the muffin and took off the wrapper. Slowly, Dream took a bite, his eyes glossed over at the taste and he felt a sudden pain in his head. Dream whimpered and held his right temple and kept the muffin in his left. "Dream?" Techno asked cautiously, catching Phil's attention.
Dream approached Bad's bakery, he was smiling and fidgeting with his ring. Dream opened the door, the bell chimed. "Hello Dream!" Bad said in his usual cheerful voice, though there was a slight hesitation. "Hey Bad, what did you need?" Bad took a tray of muffins out of the oven. "I wanted to give you some muffins for your trip!" Bad said, closing his eyes and showing a big smile. Dream laughed a bit "Thanks Bad." Bad handed Dream a muffin, his hand had the slightest tremble, Dream noticed but didn't take it seriously. The muffins were Dreams' favorite. Smiling he took a bite, right as he took the first bite he could taste it. His eyes widened, he dropped the muffin and spit out all he could. It was too late, the drug had taken root in his system. Dream watched as Bad's happy expression changed into one of guilt and sadness. Dream watched his vision turn black, the last thing he heard was someone saying. "Good job. Let's move quickly."
The sudden memory made Dream gag and spit out the muffin, he coughed at the sudden reflex. Dream dropped the muffin on the plate and pushed the plate away and wrapped his arms around his sides. "Dream?!" Techno and Phil yelled at the same time, worried for the ghost. Dream started to shake as he looked at the muffin. Techno placed his hand on Dream's back, rubbing up and down slowly. Dream leaned heavily into Techno, the memory was something Dream never wanted to remember. Dream managed to calm down but before anyone could ask anything, the sound of a door slamming open and a loud voice yelling.
"Phil! I'm home! I need to talk to you!"
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