The New Start

Chapter 57

I know I said this would only be 30 chapters, and it might have been a few more, but it's soon over. Like, 65 maybe. Hopefully not more.

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3rd persons pov:

George woke up, his head feeling heavy and his thoughts still muddled from the remnants of his dream. He blinked a few times, trying to shake off the lingering sense of despair that clung to him. As he sat up in bed, he glanced around, reassured by the familiar sight of his own bedroom.

If Sapnap really had killed him. If the person to take his first life had been his best friend, his brother. He carefully stepped out of the bed, walking towards the mirror in the corner and lifting up his shirt, and there it was. On his back you could find a clean stab mark, just a healed scar left but it was there. Standing out from his milky skin as a reminder of his first death, as a reminder that he had been killed by his brother.

Sapnap, his best friend, the person he had trusted with his life, had turned into a monster. The pain of betrayal coursed through George's veins, mixing with the sorrow that still clung to his soul. How could he reconcile the person he knew Sapnap to be with the one who had taken his life so callously?

But George was not one to wallow in self-pity or succumb to despair. He had to find a way to make sense of it all, to confront his brother, to help him, help Dream. With a determined look in his eyes, he made his way out of his room and downstairs, the scar on his back a constant reminder of the path he had to take.

As he stepped outside, a gust of cold wind greeted him, reminding him of the bitter reality that lay beyond his front door. The world was covered in a thick blanket of snow, untouched and pristine. The winter air bit at his cheeks, but George paid it no mind. He had a purpose, a destination in mind.

Phil and Techno's cabin stood at the edge of the forest, he had to show them that he was alive, it wasn't final, he was there. He had to tell them about Sapnap, about the monster he had turned into. He had to see Dream.

Bracing himself against the biting cold, George took his first steps into the snow-covered landscape. Each footfall was deliberate, a testament to his resolve and determination. The world seemed eerily silent, as if holding its breath, aware of the weight of his mission.

The journey was long and arduous, the snow slowing his progress and testing his endurance. But George pressed on, fueled by the memory of Sapnap's betrayal and the desire for answers. With each step, his determination grew stronger, his heart beating in sync with the rhythm of his footsteps.

Hours passed, but George refused to yield. He pushed through the pain, both physical and emotional, drawing strength from the memories of happier times, from the laughter and camaraderie that had once defined his friendship with Sapnap. The weight of his scar seemed to lighten with each stride, as if it had transformed into a symbol of resilience rather than a mark of betrayal.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, George reached the clearing where Phil and Techno's cabin stood tall, smoke curling out of the chimney. He paused for a moment, catching his breath, before approaching the door. His hand trembled as he raised it to knock, uncertain of what lay on the other side.

On the other side of the smp, with Karl and Quackity:

Karl made his way down the smp, his mind racing with plans and possibilities. He needed to find Quackity, to enlist his help in saving Sapnap from the clutches of the Egg's influence. He knew that their combined strength and determination might be their only chance against this formidable adversary.