WARNING: The next paragraph is a little depressing, it was the ending for the last chapter that I decided to cut but I really like it so I put it here. It describes how Tommy dies, no pain just a vision but still depressing if you don't like thinking about death and stuff.
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The night suddenly turned bright. For a moment all Tommy saw was light. Then a figure emerged. It was Fundy. He looked perfectly well, no indication of how he had met his troubling end. Fundy smiled and reached out a hand for Tommy. Maybe Tommy was creating this vision, after all, we have seven minutes of brain activity left after we die. Who knows what happens when a person passes on, but the last thing Tommy saw were his friends.
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"We lost so much," Wilbur said. Tears streaked down their faces as they stared at the patch of dirt where Tommy was now buried. He had given up everything for their revolution, but did not live to see the moment they became free men. It was just Wilbur and Tubbo in L'Manberg now.
"It doesn't matter that we don't have anything," Tubbo's voice cracked. "We have something that is so much greater than any physical item, and that is freedom."
Wilbur just nodded. They stood that way for a long time, side by side with their heads bowed. Beside Tommy's grave/memorial stood a large slab of polished stone with the words "To our dear funny furry friend Fundy who gave his life for the revolution. He may not physically be with us anymore, but his spirit will always remind us of humanity's courage and the strength of friendship."
Dream, Sapnap, George, Punz, and Eret appeared at the entrance to L'Manberg. They had abandoned their armor as a show of agreement.
"Dream, should I refer to you as King Dream? Lord Dream? What would you like?" Wilbur asked.
"You can refer to Eret as King Eret," Dream said. Wilbur didn't know what he meant, was he joking just to make them feel worse?
"It was part of the agreement," Eret said. That was the reason he had betrayed them.
If there is one thing that is true about life, it goes on. Years from now, people may celebrate the emancipation of L'Manberg, centuries from now L'Manberg may burn and be no more. Nations rise and fall after all, but hope, courage and determination have given us this wonderful, worth writing piece of history.
The Decree of Independance
As we gaze upon the swaths of redwood trees. The great hills to our south and the walls that have protected us for years. I, as the now president of L'Manberg hereby state:
YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
SUCK IT GREEN BOYYYYYYYY
Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Freedom.
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The War of L'Manburg
Hayran KurguNations rise and fall. Buildings crumble to dust, land is scorched and scarred by the battle of men. History has shown us the power of greed. But it has also shown us the power of hope. L'Manberg started as one man's business endeavor, and grew into...
