THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED. Because of this I am not updating anymore, unless I get back into the groove of writing cause I have had a writing block for months now.
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I find myself...
I was walking down the prime path in L'Manberg, enjoying the sounds of the birds, the rustling of the bushes, the sound of my feet against the oak wood, and the neighbourhood around me. All of the houses were just beginning being built, people of the land around us were starting to move in and get comfortable.
My father is part of this nation, he helped start it. He brought me here to keep me safe. To protect me. I can recall the day that he first brought me here. I was so excited, I got to meet new friends, I got guitar lessons from Wilbur, I got to train with Tommy, and look for bees with Tubbo. I don't really hang out with a lot of people. Ever since mother left me and father, things started getting downhill. But my best friends were there to help me!
I continue walking down the path, enjoying my surroundings. My father always tells me, "Don't go outside L'Manberg, it's dangerous." But when I see the forest, its too tempting to not go outside the borders. I walk past the yellow concrete walls, with lines of obsidian in between each layer. I look behind me one last time. This is the last time I go out the borders. And since its the last time, maybe I could do more exploring! I run into the forest, dodging all of the twigs and branches coming my way. I jump over a log, and roll down the hill like always.
With all of the times I have sneaked out of L'Manberg, its like a daily routine now. I have created a path, consisting of patted down grass, and broken twigs. Nobody knows I sneak out, and if anyone does know, I am glad they haven't told anybody. I reach my normal place I go, its a simple river that runs from the smp to the outside walls of L'Manberg. I usually go about a quarter of a way out from L'Manberg to the smp. But today I think its going to be different.
I spend some time admiring the river. The small rippling streams that branch off from it, the rocks that go across from one side to the other, just enough to git my feet on. This is how I practice all of my jumping, I jump from one rock to the other. But I have gotten so good at it that I can sprint across it, without getting hurt, or loosing balance. I think I should go do some more exploring, like I promised myself.
I start to walk alongside the river, away from L'Manberg. As I walk with the river, I try and make it a game to count as many trees in my sight, its gonna be hard to keep track of how many since I'm in a literal forest, but I am sure I can do it.
Half an hour later (cause I'm lazy)
I continues counting the trees, father and I used to do this. But now hes always busy with all of his, "business" he likes to call it. I count the trees to 1458, when I see a house.
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(I imagine Dream having a house like this, but surrounded by trees, and a flat bottom with a downstairs. If he even has one)
I look around and see a sign, it reads:
Dream's property. Trespassers beware.
One thousand questions raise up into my mind. Dream has a house? Whats inside? Is this a trap? Does he have a security system? How did he build this? Does it have redstone? What if I trespass? Does he know I go to the river too? Will he know if I move onto his property? Is it really his? Is this just some cruel prank Tommy is playing on someone?
But one question stuck to my mind. What if I trespass?
I stay there for a few minutes staring at the sign in front of me. I decide that maybe I could just go see whats inside his house, he won't mind would he? I mean the sign seems threatening, but maybe I won't be spotted.
I step into the property, I look around. Nobody to be spotted, no sounds, no alarms, nothing. I take another step, and another. This goes on and on repeatedly, me stepping further and further to the house, and looking around.
I reach the house, and cautiously open the door. I take my sword from my belt and make sure to have a good grip on it in my hand. I equip my armour, and explore the house. Each step the more the anxiety rises in me. I walk down the stairs to the basement, I reach the bottom of the staircase and start looking through the chests laid around, until I hear a voice.
"What are you doing here." I look behind, and see Dream standing there. He has a green hoodie, with his mask on. I stay silent. He repeats again but louder, "What are you doing here."
"I saw a house v here, and was curious to what was here. I promise I didn't take anything. Also did you build this? Its very nice, I like th-" I was cut off by a netherite axe being held up against my neck. It had a glimmering glow, which meant it was enchanted.
"You shall pay for your crimes. I am going to make a prison. Stay here." He starts to walk off, before he comes back again, changing his mind. "Actually, it would be better just to take you there."
"What do you mean by tha-" I feel a pain coming from the back of my head, I fall to the ground and face up towards the ceiling. The last thing I see is Dream with a metal bucket in his hand, waving downwards to me.
Hi everyone! When I was writing this, I knew what I was doing for the chapter, but i still felt like I was reading the story, and I was getting nervous to what would happen next. lol. Anyways, Goodbye! Have a good day/night! Bye!
