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(a dsmp au where tubbo blows up manburg)

TWS: SWEARING, SUICIDE, MANIPULATION

1st Person Tubbo

I was tired. Tired of being treated like I was just someone who was on the inside. That didn't even work out. After all, where would I have gotten these burns? I knew Wilbur was planning to blow up Manburg. I even knew where he would do it. I could change his plans. I was walking to Pogtopia, where I saw Tommy. I knew I had to be like normal around him or he would pick up on me acting "strange".

"Hey Tubbo!"

"Hey boss man!" I said in my normal everyday voice. Tommy had been my best friend for as long as I could remember. When my dad was drunk or angry I would go find Toms. We had good times and good memories together. I hope he doesn't hate me after I do it.

We had a nice conversation before the sun began to set and Tommy ran off. When I asked him where he was going he replied "To do women" like his usual sense of humor. I really hope I don't lose him but I see the happiness in his eyes when he talks of L'manburg.

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Today was the day that Wilbur, founder of L'manburg and deranged fuck-wad, planned to blow up his "unfinished symphony" as he called it.

Today was the day I died.

I knew I couldn't live with myself after what I planned to do, if Wilbur didn't kill me himself out of pure rage. I knew I would be widely hated for what I planned to do. I knew I would lose everything and everyone. I knew I was in the wrong. But I needed to show them that I was more than just their chess piece. More than just a chess piece that when out of the game, didn't matter. Wilbur had used me and then threw me out.

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It was time.

I ran to the control room, hidden behind penis wall-as Tommy nicknamed the wall, and through a man-made hall, and waited for Wilbur.

He came to the room.

"Tubbo!? What the fuck are you doing here!"

He walked up to me. "You do remember how after I was killed by Techno you decided that I was of no use to you anymore?" I started.

"Tubbo what the fu-"

"DON'T ACT LIKE YOU DIDN'T THINK THAT! You used me and when I had been used up you tossed me out. A simple pawn in your game. When taken out, it doesn't change the game."

"Tubbo what are you saying?!"

"Maybe I'll be just as bad as my dad for doing this. But if it shows that I'm not your chess piece, I will be marked history next to him."

I walked to the button.

"This is checkmate." I pressed the button. The wall behind me blew up showing all behind it go up in a symphony of explosions. Wilbur had got out a sword.

"Tubbo. You know you can't get away with this and go freely."

I started walking backwards. Dying to him will only finish his game. I know what I need to do. He got it as well.

"You're just like him!"

"I know."

As I leaned back I uttered one final message to the deranged man.

"It was never meant to be."

TEASER FOR PART TWO
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1st Person Wilbur

After Tubbo's episode with the chess shit I was blamed both for blowing up Manburg and Tubbo's death. I had been exiled from the rebuilt, New L'manburg, which was under the presidency of Tommy. Ghostbo, Tubbo's ghost, visits often. It feels mocking to be visited by the one who ruined everything for me, although he has no memory of it.

There was one thing I told myself every day, however.

"I'll get my revenge."

(a|n)

ive had this idea for a while so i hope you like it. i really hate school because it seems as if the teachers i have are trying to keep me and my bf apart like they know were dating and hate it.

signing off

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