We Could Be Men

The Otherside of Paradise

The world of Dream Esempi knew of Ranboo's demise. If you weren't in Manburg when it happened, you heard about it when Technoblade stormed what was left of the country, completely alone, starting with Quackity. And then Fundy.

Blood

And then he killed Skeppy, as he was a bystander that did nothing.

Blood

Then he killed BadBoyHalo for trying to get in his way of killing Skeppy.

Blood For The Blood God

He almost tried to kill Awesamdude for just being there, before snapping out of it with an axe at Sam's throat and a swiftness potion at his lips. Sam simply smiled sadly, lowering his hands from their defensive position. The creeper hybrid has come for some extra materials for his prison, but he knew what happened. He didn't blame Technoblade.

And then the world basically exploded.

Technoblade was just returning home, tired and bloodied, when his communicator went off at the same time Phil's did.

Phil was on the couch, reading a book. He was stretched out on his stomach, straining to look over his shoulder as Techno closed the door.

"Hey mate."

"Hullo."

"...'s that your blood?"

"No."

"Nice. Come sit down."

Techno shucked off his armor on the way to the couch, not bothering to pick it up until later. When he sat down, Phil had switched his position so he was sitting crisscross, facing Techno and leaning forwards. He took out his communicator with a frown, but threw it on the cushion in front of him instead of checking.

"How're you feelin'?" Phil asked politely, like he didn't almost rip his own wings off of his back a couple of days ago.

Technoblade shrugged, digging in his inventory for a gold carrot, "shouldn't I be asking you that question?"

Phil shrugged back, making great conversation. They settled into the quiet for a minute, only Technos quiet crunching and the soft popping of the fireplace could be heard.

"What took you so long?" Phil asked quietly. It had been a couple of days since Techno left. At first, Phil had a hard time doing the usual chores, but he eventually figured it out. He didn't remember that Ranboos animals also needed to be fed until the second day. The thought left a cold feeling in Phil's chest and a bad taste on his tongue.

Techno shrugged again,

Technoshrug

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and sighed. He looked down at Phil's communicator, attempting to read it upside down. Phil was reckless though, so the communicator was close to shattered.

"I got distracted a few times," He muttered. On his way to Manburg

mmm murder

blood lol

blood god!!

he ran into a couple of things he couldn't ignore. There was an enderman stuck in between a pool of lava and a small stream of water. He definitely didn't spend a good three hours there trying to get it out. He passed by a village that had a sale on books. He almost bought a half-price one because it was white with black pages. It looked cool. Ranboo would like that.

He made himself angry.

When he went into the nether he raided a fortress and fought a decent horde of Piglins. He had way too much energy and if he didn't do something Chat was gonna keep getting louder and louder. And well, time runs differently in the Nether than it does in the overworld.

A message blinked on Phil's communicator again. Techno gave in and flipped the device towards him to read the message. He almost choked on his carrot.

As he frantically tried to find his own communicator, Phil realized something was wrong. Technoblade thinks that he said something to him, probably along the lines of "what the fuck" or "are you okay". When Technoblade finally found his communicator, he almost dropped it. He shoved both devices at Phil and made him read it.

Their jaws dropped.

Ranboo has made the achievement [Free the End]

Ranboo has made the achievement [Free

Ranboo has made the achievement

Ranboo.

...

As he opened his eyes, the sky erupted. Rain flung itself down to land on his tired body as it lay in the quickly muddying ground. It was cold, and sounded like a nice night for reading. It wet his face and his hair and his wings. It didn't hurt anymore. Nothing felt like it hurt anymore.

There was something about the rain, the grassy plain he was laid in, the giant glass tank a couple of feet to his left, that made him mad. He sat up and made eye contact with a small man with black hair that was standing in front of him. Something in his ribs felt like it snapped. Like he was finally out together again.

He felt anger and grief. He felt fury. His wings beat behind him, lifting him from the ground painfully, but he decided he didn't care. Something hot and dangerous built up in his throat that he needed to let go.

Ranboo opened his mouth and burned.

...

Quackity was slain by the Ender Dragon