You give me hope

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TW: Low self esteem, suicide thoughts, and suicide attempt.

Tommy had always felt different. Although there were other hybrids on the Smp, he still felt like he stood out among his peers. Despite his love for his friends and allies, he couldn't shake the feeling of exile even if they were all together.

It wasn't long before the harshness of reality began taking its toll on Tommy. The isolation of the island he was sentenced to only contributed to his already negative mental state. He found himself falling into a dangerous spiral - he was convinced that he deserved to be alone and that his pain was something he had brought upon himself.

One day, Tommy finally decided that he had had enough. He looked off the edge of a tall cliff he was standing on and thought long and hard about how to end his misery. Though a part of him was worried about what he would leave behind, he couldn't help but feel that the world would be better without him in it.

However, it seemed that fate had other plans for Tommy. As he was about to take the last step, he heard the sound of familiar hooves behind him. Spinning around, he came face to face with the last person in the world he would have expected. Technoblade - his older brother - had gone after his sibling's bad feelings all the way to the isolated island.

"Hey, Theseus," Techno said in his usual monotone voice, carefully approaching his brother. "Just a little visit. But something told me I needed to check on you. Guess my gut was right for once."

Tommy couldn't believe that he had nearly given up on living - something in his brother's presence gave him the hope he needed. He crumbled to the ground and just cried in front of Techno, grateful for the relief he brought.

"I'm just glad to have found you before it was too late," Techno said as he picked Tommy up, closing the distance he felt grew between his baby brother and him well before exile.

As they walked along the shore together, Tommy found himself healing, little by little. He knew there was still so much work to be done internally, but for the first time in a long time, he had hope. Hope that someday he would belong, hope that someday he, too, would be able to feel like he had a place to call home.

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