Your Dsmp Limbo (A Dsmp Story)

Chapter 51: Nether Field Trip

Y/N's POV:

Day 77 in the limbo;

I'm glad I've kept this book through this journey. It's been so long since we came in here, and so much has happened. It's been 2 days since our first training day for my voices. Today is our final training day. I will say this, I'm getting better. I no longer have to worry about the voices taking over while I'm tired. Technoblade and Ranboo helped me learn to control the urge. And I feel free again. Of course the voices are still annoying, and will still talk to me, but they have no power. Techno did say that they might react in great danger, but for the majority of the time, I'm the one in charge.

We've been preparing for war lately, and Phil isn't having it. He keeps going on little mini missions to get supplies. Sadly, Ranboo had to go home yesterday, but he said he would let Tubbo know and help in any way he could. It's honestly lucky to have everyone here. But, I can't help but think there is a way to make friends with Quackity. I know he has done terrible stuff to me, but he has a right to, at least that's what I think. Phil and Technoblade disagree, but I just want to be friends with everyone, make the most of this. But right now, we are enemies, and I can't change that, for now.

Now I have to go train some more, it's already noon and Techno is in a bad mood. Phil won't stop complaining to him how 'he wants to make sure Y/N is doing what she needs to' and how 'he can't take going mining anymore, too much baby zombies'. Luckily, Techno made him go fetch diamonds for mining netherite. Turns out were going to the nether tonight for armor and tools. Sounds fun! Better get going, so till next time!

~Y/N

I close the notebook. Setting it back into my inventory, I walk outside.

I think you didn't need to add that part... Yeah!... We're not annoying!... RUDE!...

Hey, that's just my opinion, no one else's. And I have a right to express what I think. Especially in my OWN journal.

Memememe... Yeah, what they said... Well maybe you should think about how you have voices living in your head before you expect PRIVACY... It's very cramped in here...

Whatever. The soft snow crunches underneath my shoes as I walk towards Techno's training area. Paddles jumps off the porch and runs over to me.

"Hi Paddles!" I say. I pick the orange fox up. "How are you? I know we haven't been hanging around much, but I promise we will soon!" I open the area door and see Techno swinging his sword around. I watch his foot placement as he moves around, stabbing and swinging. I feel the pressure of the voices creep up on my again. A pressure in my gut and arms. "No, we are not doing this again, we're fine." I shake the feeling off my shoulders and walk over to the pigman.

"Oh, good to see your back from your break," Techno chuckles. I nod and put Paddles on the ground. "Alright, we can train some more, and then you should be all good." Techno leans down and pet's Paddles. Paddles then runs off into the corner, as they were taught. "Okay, let's do this again."

Techno holds out the sword. "Right," I say.

Beat her... We can do this!... She is NOT better than us!... We are better... We can be better... Let's do this!...

I take the sword from him and hold it straight in front of my face. I feel the giant pressure come up on my body again. I take a deep breath in and close my eyes. Don't let go. Don't let go, I repeat in my head.

"Good, you're doing better. Now, fight the pressure off, you got this girl!" Techno cheers. I giggle and laugh at his last remark. "What, now that Ranboo's gone, someone has to be the cheerleader."