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chapter one

wilbur soot.

a man with millions of dreams, ever since he was a child. he was your average british man, wit sense of humor, very charming, and very very depressed.

wilbur soot cared for those around him, he didn't quite show it but he truly did. but he just couldn't bare the mental torment, the battle that he was constantly fighting. he felt that he was going insane.

wilbur soot decided that he was going to kill himself on september 14th, 2021. he prepared his goodbyes.

he went over to his brother, technoblade's home to tell him that he loved him, and that he was grateful for all he has ever done for him. that was the first time he ever said that to his older brother.

next, wilbur went to his father's home, philza, he poured his heart out, showing and telling his father how grateful and genuinely how much he loved him, for all that he has taught and helped him with. from learning to ride a bike, to learning how to be a man.

wilbur truly cared for the people around him.

after doing rounds of saying his farewells to everyone around him, and writing countless of his suicide notes to make sure to assure that it was absolutely no one's fault, wilbur decided to make his way around town.

he decided to go to his favorite coffee shop, to purchase his favorite drink for the last time. he entered in there and seen his favorite worker who worked there.

"hello ranboo, how are you?" wilbur smiled slightly at the teen boy. ranboo smiled as he waved a little eagerly.

"im doing great, thank you for asking! just the usual?" ranboo smiled questionly, wilbur smiled back, nodding, pretty amused that ranboo knew exactly what he wanted. it felt bittersweet to him that this would be their last interaction.

ranboo made wilbur a pumpkin spiced latte, topped with whipped cream and a caramel drizzle.

"thank you, you're a great person, i appreciate you ranboo..ill see you later on..." wilbur smiled bittersweetly, as he waved goodbye to the teen. ranboo smiled as he nodded and waved goodbye.

he then went to his favorite cinema, to watch the newest movie for the last time. he didn't like it much, but it was quite alright.

wilbur then went to his favorite library, or a bookstore per say. he went and bought his favorite book and sat down to read it for the very last time.

and last but not least, wilbur went to his most favorite place in the world.

l-mansburg's hill.

years before wilbur was born, his ancestor, the first wilbur soot, had ruled a great land for years, but it caused war and destruction. it ended up being destroyed. forever. wilbur's father used to say that the first wilbur soot was exactly like him.

wilbur sat upon the hill and watched the sunset in peace. he took in the environment around him, and it was quite bittersweet to him. this was going to be his last time doing any of this. as the time got darker and slower, wilbur sat up from his seat and headed back into town.

wilbur continued to walk down around town until he decided he found the building he wanted to go to. he searched around the abandoned building as he searched for a fire exit. when he finds one, he slowly climbs up towards the roof.

each step higher, felt like a step closer to death. wilbur wasn't sure if he was feeling nervous or relieved, that soon, it'll be all over.

after what seemed forever, wilbur reached the top, and hoistered himself up there. he stood tall on the roof and took in the view before him. he was amazed. he felt himself getting a tad bit emotional and took in a deep breath.

he watched as all the cars rushed by, he wondered if anyone he knew were in any of those vehicles. he seen all the lights become more blurry as his eyesight does as well. he felt the cold air nip at his face, as his cheeks were flushed, as red covered his face.

he took in a deep breath and exhaled.

he started walking towards the edge.

one, two.

he felt his hands feeling sweatier than usual.

three, four.

his heart was racing, he wasn't sure if he wanted to do this.

five, six.

he neared the edge, as he leered over it. seems like a pretty long fall. wilbur cleared his throat as he stepped up to on the ledge as he looked down. he gulped as he prepared to walk off.

"im sorry" wilbur's voice cracked. as he was about to jump off, a voice stopped him.

"WAIT! STOP, NO STOP IT!!" a raspy british accent screamed out, cracking a little. wilbur jerked his head to see a scrawny, dirty, blonde boy, wearing a dirty white shirt with some red on the shoulders, with some raggy jeans, as he had black converse on, run towards him. soon he felt himself being jolted down away from the edge.

"man what the hell? what were you trying to do? kill yourself? you know there's people who love you, if you need to talk im here if you need it.." the blonde raspy boy's voice said somberly. wilbur scrunched up the bridge of his nose unsure what to do.

"i know there's people who love me, but...i just don't have any reasons to stay anymore." wilbur lowered his voice. the blonde teenage frowned but then grinned.

"ah...that's where you're wrong... there's a million of reasons to stay. ill tell you all about them!" the blonde boy rasped. wilbur furrowed his eyebrows as he pressed his lips together. the blonde boy shot a toothy grin at the tall brunette.

"my name is tommy! and im gonna tell you all the reasons why you shouldn't kill yourself" tommy's voice cracked. wilbur sighed.

wilbur wasn't exactly excited.