Gettin' inspired by gacha I see...
The SMP members all got teleported to the past, in order to warn their past selves about things they shouldn't do, however they can't kill the past selves of others.
That's good!
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Heh...
"where's Dream?" Sapnap asked his past self, who just pointed at the boy, patiently waiting. When the loading screen appeared, eweryone from the future tensed. It's been years since they last saw the blonde, so eweryone was at least a litle nervous. The complete sign flashed, and a tall, skinny, seemingly mad man appeared. He blinked a couple of times, one green eye scanning the outside, getting used to the sun. His skin was gray, scars cowered it, many infected, some still bleeding. A mixture of dried blood and dirt covered the waist-lenght blonde hair. The orange jumper blood stained, tored, hanging losely from the body. The smell of rotting flesh, blood, lava, and sweat so strong, that everyone got the urge to puke. The gaze of the prisoner fell onto his past self, who stood there, frozen from shock, stunned by the horrible sight of.... Himself.
"So.... It..... Fin-ly.... Ca-e." Breaking, and empity voice. The air was frozen, cold, heavy with regrets, and questions. The tension could be cut with a knife.
"Wha-" Past Dream couldn't finish his questions, because his future self attacked him. Sadly he wasn't fast enough, the prisoner grabbed his arm and pulled him into a crushing hug. Then reached into his past selve's inventory, pulling out his trusted sword nightmare. The tension got thicker, everyone wached with their guard on.
Blood spilling and a broken laugh echoed trought the server.
And both Dreams were gone for good.
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Fanfiction🖤-Angst 💞- Fluff 🎶-Music 📀-Smut ❔-When I can't decide the genre 🖌-Art I promise my writing gets better with every new chapter. Enjoy PS: I'm mentally not well, so yeah. Upload scendule? Never heard of 'em. Taking my mandatory break, not updating