No one's POV
//TW//
Mentions of death, death (?)
"Someone help him!"
"He's losing a lot of blood..!
Where is Niki!?"
" ___ Stay with us! Please.."
"He's not breathing"
[4 Years Later]
Years pass by quicker than anyone expects it to go by. Everyone began to lose touch with one another, they all got separated and took different paths down different times.
Those who did still stay at the hub weren't always still with the rest but they still hung out once and a while, they were all too busy now to even talk daily, they had their own plans or families to take care of. They had adventures and mysteries to explore all over the server, new places that hadn't been claimed or seen before! So many places to go..
But many places weren't allowed still and XD continued to prevent players from entering the end and such other areas. Luckily for him, no players had intentions of going into the end now, not anymore or not now at least..
Quackity had been put in prison for two years after he had shot and killed someone... but he got out and went back to his country were his best friend, Slimecicle remained waiting. He had no more motives into acting out again and he never took a step out of his counties borders,
he stayed there no matter what. And people began to think he was never in Las Nevadas to begin with and Instead somewhere else because he never revealed himself, but he was there, building and increasing the country every year that passed by..
"..."
"If only Lucid were here to see how much has changed"
"To bad he stayed in his body"
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"Was I even good enough for you?" //Dream + Dnf angst?//
FanfictionWhat if techno never broke dream out? It's been almost 5 years since they locked him up, 5 years without seeing the world. Just a plain dark room filled with hot lava. It's been way too long. He was losing his mind. That's when Quackity had gone too...
