The Gameverse [In Progress]

Technoblade oneshot.

This one shot is not connected to the storyline whatsoever. Just writing something from my head and tributing my respect for him by writing a point of view of his in some way.

Bolded means writing/in text!

I hope you enjoy. -Author.

Hello. My name is Alexander. Buut- everyone knew me as David. My brother and I joked about it in public then.. some creepy dudes went and said to me; Hey Dave! How are ya dave? And all that funny shit.

If you're reading this, I am dead. But not fully just yet. I might be laying in bed right now, I might be with my parents on my hospital death bed. Either way, I'm glad I was here. Fame was stressful but fun. I'm just glad I was here to help those who were in need by the charities and smiles I made using my comedy and Minecraft pvp skills.

But, if I could be given another life- I'd choose to be Technoblade a thousand times over again. Why? Because those were my happiest memories. I got to beat governments, fight alongside my favourite people and even against them, I made so many new friends and I did it all in a storyline roleplay that we started since 2020.

But now it's my time to go beat god. So long nerds, we'll see again soon.

“Heh?!”

-TECHNOBLADE NEVER DIES!!

I finish writing down everything needed as I sat in my hospital bed doing another one of my chemo treatments. I sat on my bed with my knees up to set my notebook full of YouTube plans on it whilst I hold a pencil I wrote with it in my left hand. “Alex? Are you sure you want to quit your life like this?” I look at my dad who sat at my left. “Not the best idea but I'd rather quit it now before I die. My upload schedule is apeshit already so..” I talked slow with my monotone voice as I smiled at my dad.

“Weelll.. you should rethink that. Me and your mother can start charities to continue getting money and stuff while we're gone? It could help for your siblings to finish college and get into the profession they want to be in?” My dad asked me with a questioned tone.

Out of nowhere - which scared me shitless, a nurse came in with a wheelchair. “We know your body is very weak right now but you will have to follow us somewhere. Your father may join us.” She stated as she removed the chemo treatment thing off of me and helped me get into the wheelchair. But as I sat down I was immediately pushed around and to somewhere. “Where are we going?” I looked at the nurse but she didn't respond. I just sat there, being slowly but surely pushed around in my wheelchair to somewhere/who knows where.

“.. We're here now mister B.” She states as I look away from staring off to my right arm and looking ahead. “Is that like- my own subscriber bell?” I asked and my dad and her laughed. “No! Silly. Just, let me help you ring the bell and I'll tell you what it is.” Then she helped me up and out of the wheelchair for me to hold onto the wall for support. I also held my dad's hand for support but eh. Using my free hand I rang the bell. I had no idea what it was but I rang it a few times then let go.

Suddenly a bunch of people popped up and cheered. “Wooo! My boy is now cancer free!” My dad hugged me and I hugged back. Then the realization hit me. “I beat cancer?!” I ask in shock. “Yes, yes my boy. You don't have to show the viewers the note anymore. You don't, you're finally cured.” My dad said in tears, happy tears.

But I knew deep inside that, that cancer is still there somewhere but I'm happy either way. “When am I discharged from the hospital then?” I looked at the nurse behind my dad. We refused to stop hugging I guess. “Tomorrow. We'll be checking on you a little more and we are going to celebrate as the crew of nurses and doctors that helped you with this with all your favourite things possible. Your parents told us, we didn't snoop through anything.” The nurse chuckled.

“Oh, okay.” I responded to the nurse as I let go of my dad, he let go of me and I sat back down in my wheelchair. It was really comfortable. “Let's go back to your room and tell your friends about it shall we?” My dad said as he went to walk by me whilst the nurse pushed me back into my room.

Once we got there I got back in bed and moved the notebook and pencil to the feet of my bed. My dad handed me my phone and I called Tommy, Wilbur and Philza at once. They all answered but said; “Hello? Techno, we're live.” Woah, it was said in sync.

“Well, can the public hear me?” I asked. “Mm..- now they can for me.” Tommy hummed anf responded to me first as Philza said that everyone could hear me anyway. Wilbur on the other hand was working on it. “Now- now they can hear you.” I looked at my dad with a nervous face as he nodded at me to go for it. “Guys..I..I uhm.. my cancer-” I purposely stalled which nerve-wracked everyone on the phone and in their live chats. “I-” Tommy cut me off. “Big T, just say it! It's scaring me!” Tommy admitted as I finally said.. “I beat cancer not long ago. I can finally play Minecraft with you guys again later. I'm no longer sick, I can no longer worry about dying.”

“Wh- whoa.. Big T! This is amazing news!! I can't wait to see you again!” Tommy exclaimed to me. Me on the other hand was happy. I finally beat stage three cancer.

“I told you guys. Technoblade never dies.” I hear cheering and clapping on the other end of the line. I smiled looked at my dad as joyful tears ran down my cheeks.

Oh I wish that was how it ended for the in real life me. I broke the fourth wall and it doesn't matter. “Rest in peace me, I'll continue your journey that was cut short for you. With me.” I smiled and cheered with them as the next day had it and everything was back to my usual 'normal' everyday life again.

Alexander / Technoblade 1999 - 2022.
“Technoblade never dies.”
“So long nerds.”

I hope you enjoyed this short oneshot of if Technoblade didn't die + some fourth wall breaking. Get some rest and stay nourished and hydrated!

Made 3rd of July at 7:57 am sunday morning of 2022.