Your Dsmp Limbo (A Dsmp Story)

Chapter 57: Something to Feel

Y/N's POV:

Day 106 in the limbo,

Weeks have passed, and everything seems to be going fine. Techno and Phil's wounds are healing fine with the help of some health potions. My own wounds have been fine too. I can move my arm around, there's only a slight scar on my arm and wrist. One on my thigh to, I only walk with a small limp in my step that's barley noticeable. I haven't seen or been summoned to the darkness rooms since the meeting with the second figure.

I know they helped with the majority of my wound healings, but it still feels as if my wings aren't really there. I have barely an feeling in them still. I'm starting to get worried, yet keep reminding myself what the two figures said, 'It will take time to heal'. 'It will take time to heal'. But bad things aside, Phil and Techno are just starting to be able to stand up on there own now. Niki had to go run her bakery, but visits every now and then.

"Y/N!" Tommy's loud mouth shouts. "Get your feathers out here!"

I sigh and stand up from my bed. I sign the book off and set it in the chest. Walking outside the room, I see Tommy and Ranboo waiting for me at the table. Ranboo stands at a open chair, a pair of tweezers in his hand.

IT'S TIME ALREADY!?... WHYYYY... I HATE THIS, SO MUCH... ME TOO... PLEASE DON'T MAKE US...

I sigh and turn my head down, "Whyyyyy?" I groan as I walk to the chair.

"All we are doing is checking how your wings are doing. And fixing the feathers. And cleaning the wounds," Ranboo says calmly. I sit in the chair.

"Yeah, the thing we do every 3 days now."

"Phil says it's necessary," Ranboo shrugs. "He knows about this more than I do."

I watch Ranboo pull the bandages off out of the corner of my eye. I slouch in the chair and close my eyes. It will be over before you know it. Just wait. I picture my wings from the mirror. Stained blood red, feathers miss placed everywhere. The worst part that scares me was how beaten up they looked. It's been 3 weeks, how will they look now?

Another memory of the dark room plays in my mind. And what does 'next time' mean?

Maybe they meant next time we meet with them... But they also said there might not be a next time...

Maybe. These questions make my head hurt. I can hear Ranboo with the tweezers, plucking and shifting the white feathers. I think about the times I was flying around in the air. Free as a bird, open to anything, I can't wait till I can have that opportunity again.

Me too... It's really fun to fly... Flying is free... Like birds... Ah yes, birds...

"There," Ranboo's voice breaks me out of my thinking. "You're all good."

"Thanks," I stand up and look around the room. My eyes adjust to the lighting. "Where's the others?"

"Tubbo went to the nether to fetch more blaze rods, and Techno and Dadza are sleeping," Tommy says.

I nod and look at the door out of the bunker. "I'm gonna go for a walk," I say. "It seems warmer out today."

"Be careful," Ranboo shrugs.

I walk outside and start walking back onto the same path. I don't know where I'm going, all I know is that I need to be outside. I was right. The sun is out and part of the snow has melted. My feet seem to be carrying me quicker today, like I'm going somewhere.

Where are we going today?... Same path as usually... Maybe we should go farther this time?...

Another memory from the room of darkness enters my mind. I remember hearing the 2nd figure talk about something to do with the voices. A way they could help me with them. Would I want the voices gone? Would it be better for us?