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51. A Date With Death

   EVERYTHING IS WHITE.

   Nia covers her eyes with her hand, squinting her eyes as she tries to adjust to the brightness of the room. Soon, she finds that the room is only white, nothing more to it. No windows, no exit, no furniture. Just a pure white box. A stark contrast to what the void would be.

   "Am I dead?" she asks, knowing how stupid of a question that is. Still, she felt the need to ask it, trying to crack the mystery of the white box in which she seems to be trapped.

   "Not dead, no," a feminine voice, airy and full of power, says. Nia turns in its direction, coming face to face with a woman in a beautiful black dress. Her face hidden behind a veil. A strange sense of deja vu overcomes the princess.

   Death has come to visit Nia.

   "You're on the brink of death," says the woman before Nia, lifting her veil. She lets Nia marvel at her supernatural beauty, seeing her tanned skin, shiny black hair, as dark as the night, and brown eyes. No wonder Philza has fallen in love with her.

   "On the brink of death?" Nia repeats, her eyebrow arched.

   Death nods. "It's not your time yet, darling." Approaching Nia, the woman lays her hand on the princess' shoulder with a smile. "You still have a job to do, so . . . let's just call it a date with me. A date with Death, catchy, isn't it?"

   "But— how?" asks Nia, licking her lips. "I don't understand. What can I do? Dream won't give us the book."

   Death chuckles amusedly, shaking her head. "Darling, you don't need to be in possession of the book to protect its contents."

   Knitting her eyebrows together, Nia stares at Death. "What do you mean?" she asks, confusion lacing her voice.

   "Sometime, in the near future, you will get an opportunity to keep the contents of the book safe. I can't tell you what or how, but know that it will be there. I'm certain you'll know when the time comes." Death smiles, her touch starting to burn.

   Nia hisses in pain, the hiss slowly turning into an agonizing scream.

   Nia screams in pain.

   Sitting up abruptly, she examines her surroundings.

   She's in a dark cave, sunlight seeping through its entrance. Other than that, there's nothing. The princess reaches to her chest, where the sword went through her. Her chestplate is off, and her wound perfectly healed. The hole in her white blouse is the only remainder of the injury.

   Nia stands up, supporting herself with her arms. She stumbles in the dark, catching herself on the wall of the cave. Her head feels dizzy and her limbs are numb, but she pushes through, moving toward the light.

   The sight that she's met with surprises her, though it also brings a smile to her face. Whether she looks up or down, all she can see is debris of buildings and stone, a huge crater in L'Manburg's place. It's much bigger than what Wilbur left behind ages ago.

   Technoblade, Phil, Sara and Dream succeeded in their mission. They finished Wilbur's job.

   L'Manburg is no more.

   The euphoria of success makes her momentarily forget that she's going to have to somehow climb up the crater and get herself on the surface. She forgets that her body is too weak, dehydrated and absolutely famished.