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TW- PROFANITY/MAJOR GORE!!! (i can't spoil but like be warned...)

WC- 1500

--(Y/N) POV---

"You can never get rid of me."

His words struck me like a bolt of lightning. I was unable to move because of the strong volt is words had cursed me with. Not every drunk homeless-looking ram person comes up to you and says 'You can never get rid of me'.

Now that I put deeper thought into it, there's a reason I was out here in the first place. There was a threat to my brother's life, yet he's not here. It was a trap, and I've already been told. But that voice...

Could it be?

"Let it sink in, kid," Schlatt grinned further, enjoying this too much. "We both know it too."

"You're wrong!" I yell, unable to accept the undeniable. "That voice, it's just me going crazy after..." My breath is shaking and uneven. He was right, yet everything inside of me said to never believe a word he said.

"My words, even when you could resit me better, strike you down. But not anymore," he takes a large swig before throwing the empty bottle on the pavement, causing it to shatter. "You've been put under my spell, and there is nothing at all you can do about it."

His breath, his face, his everything makes me want to puke all of my insides out. "I can resist you furthermore. You're threats mean nothing to me," my strong act is failing me.

He lets out another painful wheeze. "Stop putting yourself in the position of denial, kid! First was your friend Technoblade, but after the incident, I didn't need him anymore. You see, (Y/N), you stole the fearless killer I've raised. You made him believe in the light, but the light just makes you vulnerable."

I start walking backward until he grabs my wrist. "Let go of me," I say lowly as I hold a direct stare at him.

"Or what? Are you gonna kill me?" He barks another laugh, gods his laughs got to me sometimes. "I know you're far from killing anyone nowadays, (Y/N). You won't do shit!"

I hated the truth it all but that's all he's been saying. I'm just grieving over my denial.

"I have an offer to propose, (Y/N). I want you to help me take over L'Manberg and slowly take control. From there we can spread, like a virus!"

This fucker is out of his mind if he thinks I'd be willing to overthrow Wilbur's land with him.

"Not so fast now," A devious smirk forms upon his lips. "You see this is the fun part... This is where you just can't deny my offer. I've never lied to you. When I said I would kill your bother I meant that in every way. But I forgot to add one small detail about that."

He leans into my ear. "I'm not going to be the one killing him."

I immediately knew what he meant by that. How could a man twist with my mind to the point of killing someone again? That's not a question for me to answer. Schlatt already knew.

"You are going to do this for me, or watch as everything you have ever cared about die," he leans back but not as far as I would like him to. "The plan is simple."

"Propose the idea of an election to Wilbur."

An election? But L'Manberg was just granted their freedom!

"Win"

This cocky mother fucker.

"And we rule the lands that are rightfully ours."