I remember flashes of light.
Loudness.
Yelling.
A nation falling deep into despair and darkness.
And...
I remember Wilbur. A tall brunet. Wore a musty trench coat. Was once the leader of L'manburg.
A nation that is no more.
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It's been weeks. Wilbur,Tommy and Tubbo had more people on their side to begin the battle to take L'manburg back.
A once beautifully lively nation, with billions of floating Chinese lanterns and balloons up high.
Was now darkness and obsidian.
Which later would dissolve into dust.
I lowkey don't know what to write next. So I'm ending this here, sorry it's shitty 💀
How are you? Have you eaten? Drank water? If you haven't, please do. You matter and you're worth it :) take care of yourself and have a wonderful rest of your day or night!
~Sky
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FanfictionThis story takes place in the time of Pogtopia and Manburg. After being exiled, Wilbur seeks revolution. Some way to overthrow president Jschlatt and the Vice President, Quackity. But after Wilbur's younger brother Tommy witnesses Quackity shooting...
