Rewrite! Technoblade never dies! Or does he?

1 • Backstory

Tw // Huge child abuse tw, smoking, alcohol, death, foster Care

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Before we start! This is all in the past! This isn't Phil! This is techno and Wils real dad!!

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"DAVID YOU HAVE 2 SECONDS TO GET YOUR PIG LOOKING ASS DOWNSTAIRS BEFORE I BEAT YOU!" I can hear my "father" yell. I swung my door open and bolted downstairs, almost falling down the first couple steps.

"I'm here dad!" I panted out. I was out of breath when I felt a sharp pain on the back of my head. "David! Stop acting like a fucking girl! Go get me a fucking beer kid!!" And with that he went to sit on the beer stained couch. I made my way to the kitchen to grab Wil his sprite and my dad a beer.

I hand my dad his beer. "Where do you think you're going boy!?" My "dad" shouted. "Up to William. You know, your pride and joy?" The thing about this house is Wilbur is treated like royalty because he's good looking and talented. All I got going for me is being good in school. As my dad lit his cigarette, he picked up a beer bottle and threw it at my head. "WATCH YOUR TONE PIG BOY!" He was always yelling at me.

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Over the years it got worse. More bottles thrown, more cigarette burns all over me, more bruises all over. But it was worse for mom. My amazing mother. She got beat to the point of passing out almost daily, before one day he was done with her. I could have saved her. "It's all your fault pig boy." That's the last thing my dad said to me before being shoved into the cop car.

The next day we were in a group home. Two 8 year old twins, stuck in foster care. We rotted away from home to home for 3 years before Phil found us.

"You ready to go to your new home mate?"

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