"My God is way better then that red egg"

Prolog

No one pov:
Running through a forest pushing past branches to clear a path way to get through the thick tree branches. Long legs making sure not to trip on any of the up routed roots or any rocks on the unstable road they were running on.

The bright and warm sun would be a great day for everyone back at L'manberg as they went about their day without much care. All while Tommy ran for his life, a month in exile was all he'd do with Dream.

Tubbo, Tommy best friend who is also president of the nation he loves with his whole heart. L'manberg a place should mean freedom, yet it doesn't feel like it with how easily Tubbo had bend to Dream's will to exile Tommy for an easy to fix house.

Though in that one month Tommy had heard a voice in his head that help deflect all of the manipulates Dream had try to do on Tommy. The voice was even the one to help come up with a plan to get away from Dream, even though the voice has lead him far away from any familiar territory.

While running further away Tommy would never know that Dream is searching everywhere in the smp. Dream hasn't even stepped foot off of the smp. Yet that doesn't stop Tommy from trying to put a big distance between them.

Tommy pov:
Jumping over a rock and a few fallen trees were an easy task with my wings. Having small wings made it impossible for me to fly but easy for me to avoid enemy attacks.

The highest I can fly is usually four blocks high from the ground. Dream knew this so whenever I'd ever misbehaved he'd put my weekly food up a six block tower he made with no way up.

That green ass teletubbie would only give it back after a week of me begging. He'd say how week I was and this is why I needed him, yet every time I try to hunt for food he'd stop or just take it from me.

I've almost starved three times during exile in one month, I don't even want to know what'd happened  I stayed any longer then that.

Twenty-eight days with Dream no one visited me but Ghostbur and he isn't the best company to have. I mean who would want their dead brother be friendly with our nations number one enemy.

Don't worry about all of that! Just a bit further up those trees and you'll be safe from all those fake friends!

Looks like the voice came back. Whenever they talk my head gets all fuzzy like I'm about to faint, I wonder if Techno's head like this whenever the voices talk to him.

Shaking my head I slowed down my run to a speed walk as it felt like I was going to fall over my own two feet with how dizzy my head is right now. Taking in my surroundings I noticed how it looked like I'm walking on an abandoned path made from cobblestones. A bit of moss was growing in the

Going further down the cobblestones path I saw a few statues that were parallel from each other. Stopping to get a better look at the two they seemed to be a woman in a mask.

"I wonder who you two were based off of as the both y'all look pretty pog if you ask me." Going over to one of the statues I gave it a little bop on it's nose or were it should be on it's mask.

"You know it's a bit rude to bop a lady's nose! Though as this is our first real meeting I'll let it slide you prik."

As the voice spoke it was clearly no longer in my head as it's voice seemed to echo through the trees around me. The wind had picked up speed and surrounded me as I looked around for the voice.

"Who the f### are you! Why did you lead me here to this abandoned path, I thought you'd help me find safety!?"

Looking around everything started spinning, not being able to keep up with the sudden speed around me I felt like passing out. Placing a hand on my forehead my body started to catch up with me and try to shut down on me.

Taking a few steps backwards I try to make sense of what was going on. Tripping over myself I losse my sense of balance and fell backwards. Feeling my head hit the ground my whole world finally turns black.

No one pov:
After Tommy passed out he had reawaken in a tent with an odd looking book next to him. The book was a gift from the goddess. Seeing how Tommy wasn't strong enough to be in the present of a god yet.

The book was like the communicator  everyone has on the smp. Even Tommy had one of them, well he did before Dream had taken it away from him....

Oh, well! Unlike the communicator the book was absolutely impossible to destroy and couldn't be read or written in by anyone else.

The goddess could have just kept talking in Tommy mind but knew it wouldn't be a good thing to do. As all god and goddess know their voice can make any mortal go insane if they talk to them through the mind to much. Technoblade is prime example of it with the blood god.

Without that in the way the goddess could now explain everything to Tommy in a more calmed manner.