Dream POV:
Right in the side. Blood gushed out of the obvious wound. I watch with no sympathy in my eyes. Although I would never dare to support such actions, Eret deserved that bullet.
The bullet represents all the people that died because of his one simple mistake. Yelling out retreat. America should not remember him as a hero and general.
Technoblade suddenly arrives out of no where. He rushes and hurries to get a nurse. I stare with black eyes.
The president scolds us for our actions, and at that moment I finally feel bad. Then it got even worse.
"DREAM! We need to talk. Please, meet me inside of my office."
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Away From The War ~ A Dreamnotfound Fanfiction
Short StoryIn a secluded luscious garden, far far away, two boys have their first interaction. They find their safe place within each other, a place away from the violence and blood shed. Away from the war. WARNING! Technoblade is used in this story. I underst...
