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Philza flew down into L'manburg casting his long forest green drapes over his wings. It had been a few months since he returned to his L'manburg home as he's either been with Technoblade or traveling. Last he heard they had exiled some child for arson. He didn't really care for it wasn't his business, he had no true love for L'manburg he was merely a spy for Technoblade and greedy for the produce there.

The country had change for sure...the markets were less lively, only a few L'burgians walked the prime path and no events were taking place. The scenery had a foreboding mist, one that Philza felt linger in his chest. No matter though. Philza was on a mission. 

One for answers.

The blonde walked past the multicolored building with the sign 'Targay' on it. The place has seen better days, the usually lively structure he shopped at was now eerie and depressed. He headed up the steps and caught vision of a black and white being by a little dirt cottage. The being had purple scar marks that looked to sizzle and boil down their face. It had to be quite painful.

An enderman hybrid.

Philza frowned. He didn't want to just waltz passed him, that would be cruel for someone to do to a person in such a state but then again he needed to find out answers about Tommy. He'd already traveled to Kinoko to find that there were no records of him there so he came to L'manburg, the neighboring country. Philza slowly approach the boy. He was in shambles. The shadow of Philza alerted the boy that someone was present behind him.

"D-Dream just...please leave me alone. I-I can't d-" The boy turned to see Philza. Certainly someone he wasn't expecting.

"Hello there." Philza spoke with ease.

The now describable person looked up with purple tear eyes. The being was most certainly a boy. He had  black and white hair, pale skin, heterochromia (One eye being a dark green and the over a lively purple.), a suit and a small purple flower in hand.

"Hello." The boy rasped through tears. "I-I'm sorry if we've met and I forgot your name. It happens a lot."

Philza gave a sympathetic smile. "I don't think we have mate. I'm Philza."

"Ranboo." Ranboo said.

"I don't mean to pry but.....why are you crying?"

"I-I just......I really miss my best friend. I come everyday to place a flower in respect. He was the first person to welcome me with open arms into L'manburg. Even after all he's been through." The boy choked out.

"Must have been some friend. How did he um....pass?"

"Suicide in exile."

Philza's heart ached. That must be so terrible for a teen. To lost their best friend in such a horrific way.

"You know......the people of L'manburg thought he was terrible. A rotten, arrogant child. But me....I saw him for what was hidden. He was courageous, bold, ambitious and kind in his own way. For people to just see a monster.....is so cruel. He was misunderstood. Turned away from love and acceptance."

Philza looked down as the boy grabbed Philza's hand softly.

"Can I please show you what made him so great to me?" Ranboo asked with a light excitement. Philza hesitated for a moment. He needed to be on his way in search for answers on the glowing strawberry blonde that resided in Technoblade's house. He didn't have time to comfort the enderman. Still he couldn't help but hold remorse for the poor soul. Dealing with loss at such a young age. It reminded him of Technoblade when he lost his brothers. True stuff of nightmares.