It had been almost a month since Dream was admitted to the hospital. The first few weeks were spent treating to any physical or mental injury. Afterwards visits were allowed but no one visited for he had not opened his eyes since he passed out in the cell. Tubbo would often come in as his attendant but only stay around for a few minutes before leaving. Tommy started to give visits in hopes to give an apology because Tubbo had informed them of what happened in the cell and why. His wounds were properly treated to by medics and there were a few close calls with the arrow wound but with the threatening of their lives by Tommy, they were able to treat to it properly and all it needed was time to heal.
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"So, Dream is a human now?" Tommy asked from Tubbo standing next to him as he saw the nurses rush Dream into the emergency ward.
"Yeah, not sure entirely what the story is but he said it was a quest for him to destroy a kingdom and if succeeded within the given time he would claim the title of a proper god."
"Well, I don't know if he'll survive those injuries now that he's human but if he does... what then?..."
"I can only assume he would change because, well, he doesn't have the same power as before. If anything I think he's now equal to a normal town citizen."
"Are you implying that we let him live here in L, Manburg?"
"Well, uh- I-... maybe?..."
"That's the most ironic thing I've ever heard. But then again we can't just kick him out into the forest. Or can we..."
"I don't know... We'll ask him? I guess?..."
"Oh shut up, we can't fucking ask him, god knows he still thinks like before and still only cares about blowing up this place."
"Tommy, Remember what I told you... he's not like that"
"F**king.... Sh*t"
"What if he just leaves the town? Like not on our command like he actually sets off on his own to... I don't know find another town or something?"
"well that's the easiest one I guess. But that's based on him not us so I don't know about the chance." There was a small pause.
"I feel like we should let him live here..."
"Tubbo what the hell! This man blew up the entire f**king town and now just because he went through all that sh*t a while back you're being empathetic towards him?!"
"I- Well you decided to save him, for some reason,... so why not?"
"Hey Tommy! Tubbo!" They heard Ghostbur call out from behind them. Looking back they saw him come up to them with Technoblade and Philza.
"What are you all arguing about?" He said
"We were just thinking what to do with Dream if he's cured."
"Well no need to think of that already. We don't even know if he'll survive or not, you all are fretting over this too much. Come on pretty sure he's going to be in there for a while. We have a few other things to focus on at the moment. Tubbo I need your help as well." Philza said.
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"How you doing?" Tubbo asked in his innocent voice from Dream. There was a silence.
"I'm fine, I don't need anything and you can go now" he said looking away from Tubbo.
"Oh come on, you just woke up after a freaking month, how do you not have any questions or something. You have to have something to ask"
"I have nothing ok? So if you would just leave"
"By the way, if you didn't know, we shut down the prison. Just thought you would like to know"
"Oh yeah sure, why would I-"
"You got to eat. Remember you're human now and that means you can't go long like before without eating alright?" Tubbo said sitting in a chair next to the bed.
"Oh for f**ks sake..."
"No but really, Dream you-"
"DON'T F**KING CALL ME THAT!"
"Wh- what?..."
"Don't ever call me that again..."
"But... isn't that your name?"
"NO. That isn't... It's the name of my other side... my actual name is Clay..."
"W- other side?..."
"Oh my god... Ok, so here's the thing. Dream was my other side. The side that had the powers and was immortal and all that sh*t. Who you're talking to now is the mortal side. The side that had a regular human life and would've remained that way if that that stupid idiot hadn't come along. Dream sort of took over the control of my body or something like that and spent those decades doing whatever the hell he wanted. Meanwhile I remained trapped inside as a second mentality not having any control whatsoever. But I could hear, see and think whatever he did, so I knew every single thing he did. That day when he decided to revive Wilbur? That was me. When he was being stripped of his powers, the actual side was pretty much being stripped from this body. So I slowly started to gain control as he was leaving and because I knew you all wanted Wilbur back, I decided to bring him back with a little help from Dream. He begged me not to, and that it would be a bad idea but I ignored him.
When I first got to know that Dream was going to finally leave and I would be back, I was excited for that day, but only at the last moment I realized that I probably had no chance of surviving from those injuries I had, that's why I figured I could use Dream's powers and my bit of energy to help bring back Wilbur. But... like you all saw... it wasn't enough to bring him back. Long story short. Dream is long gone and who you all decided to save is in fact a normal human who does NOT want to blow up a town or do anything and just forget about all the things he saw."
"Wow... You... That's a lot... If you know everything... is all the things he told me about himself true?"
"Surprisingly it is, I don't know why he trusted you since he didn't trust anyone with that information but meh, who cares."
"So... Clay, right?"
"Yeah"
"You just want to have a normal life?..."
"Yes, now that that little brat is gone all I just want is to, live"
"What do you say about moving into L, Manburg?" Clay looked at Tubbo in surprise.
"You- You would let me live here?!"
"yeah, why not? You're not HIM technically so it's not like were just letting an enemy live among us."
"Would...The king... let me stay though?..."
"Don't worry about that, I'll make sure he's ok with it."
"Thanks"
"Now... Uhm... You're problems..."
"Oh..."
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"So?... What do you say?" Tubbo asked standing in front of Technoblade and Philza beside Tommy in the throne room.
"Well, if he's really a different person... I don't really see a harm in letting him stay right? Tommy and I were planning on executing him as soon as he was cured, which is why we wanted to save him... but seeing that he isn't in a way, Dream, why not?" Tubbo did an exited hug to Tommy, toppling him over. He was happy that there wasn't any more death involved. As the both of them got up the doors behind them were pushed open by Ghostbur.
"HEY TOMMY!" He screamed out and ran up between Tommy and Tubbo. Until then, they had all been focusing on Dream and only focused on Ghostbur when the revival didn't work. It was sad that they couldn't get Wilbur back, but in the words of Philza, at least they had Ghostbur, a part of himself he left behind for everyone he loved.
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30 Years (DSMP)
Fiction générale!!!_TW_ blood, Gore!!! This story is inspired off of "Passerine - bluejamas" therefore a few scenes of this story may be similar to that story. As the rain fell upon the people, Philza, after almost 30 years, knew that with the news of the death, t...
