To many people, content creators have been a massive part of their life. They taught you, brought you happiness and became the light that would glow brightly in your darkest days. Now, what if they started disappearing out of nowhere?
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im not good with expressing my emotions through words but still...
as you may know, this was once a technoblade x reader fic.
during the quarantine days, I found it really hard to write and commit through the entire plot, words became a trophy I could never achieve, for someone who wrote stories and poems since they were in 4th grade, it was hard for me to accept the seemingly eternal writers block.
To lose something you're passionate of since you were young cannot be compared to a hit in gut but death himself.
Suddenly the abyss of nothing but scratched ideas on paper and deleted plots shone bright.
Technoblade was like the sun that shone through the shadows of my misery, he inspired me to write again. He knocked over the border that kept hiding me from the sun, with that came the birth of this book.
Idk how to explain it but he motivated and encouraged me to post my writings for the public to see. And I could not be more thankful that took that leap of faith.
To find out about his passing shattered me to dust. I couldn't process it, even till now I'm still tearing up.
But I'm glad that he's now in peace with no more pain. Sending my love and support to his family and friends and I do hope we all get through this together fellas, don't forget to drink and eat, even just a tad bit.
RIP our blood god, Technoblade. Let's all see each other in the next life big man. I do hope god did hesitate when he received an angel like you.
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we can go through this tough journey together fellas, stay strong alright?
