Hanging in there - A DDLC X DSMP CROSSOVER

Chapter 2 - L'manburg

Sayori POV - 

"I said, who are you?" The stranger once again jerks the sword toward my chest. All words escape me from this situation. What was I supposed to do?! I breathe deeply, trying to think of something to divert the stranger's attention. As I slowly look up to his face, I see that he has brown curly hair, brown eyes and a stern but fearful? gaze at me. He must be scared that I'm a spy or something-or-other. "My name is Sayori and I mean you no harm whatsoever!" I try the tactful approach and hope it works. To my relief, he lowers his sword, and a relieved expression appears on his face. "Oh, so your not a spy from Dream? Thank God." A spy? Is he a dangerous person of some sort? I mean, he must be or he doesn't have a sword. And who is Dream? Obviously his enemy or something. I think I can trust him...

"Who is Dream?" I ask. He sighs. "Dream is a horrible tyrannical ruler of the Dream SMP."  Oh. "I built a nation called L'manburg to try and emancipate from his tyranny." "What's your name?" I ask, suddenly feeling curious about the current situation. "Wilbur. Wilbur Soot, the president of L'manburg." L'manburg, huh? So he is a revolutionist! Revolution never really interested me but since Yuri was so interested about it, I asked her some questions. Apparently revolution starts from dictatorship, so this Dream person obviously was a communist of some sort. All this heavy thinking made me reaally tired, and then I realised I didn't have a bed or even a place to live! 

"Hey, since your here, would you like to come to L'manburg? I don't mean like be a part of the revolution, but if you could just stop by, you could have a warm bed and home for tonight, at least." I pause, pondering the decision. "Is there any food? I'm hungry. " Wilbur laughs, "Of course there is! You must be really hungry." Wilbur's smile is nice. A person who smiles so meaningfully is bound to be a good person, right? He kind of reminds me of MC in a way. Like all you need is their words to feel happy, But after my incident, I never thought I would be happy again. Warm yummy food was a good start, and I started feeling like my old self again. "Of course I'll come! Thanks for the invitation!" I exclaim happily. 

For the first time, I finally actually look around and enjoy my surroundings. A fly flies around my face and I batt it away, like a playful kitten. I see a flash of red, and bewildered, I look at my hands. It takes all of my self control to keep the gasp not come out of me. Because my hands are...

Stained with blood! 

It hits me. Of course they're filled with blood! Before I can stop myself, I'm falling falling falling into a dark pit of my deepest memories.