A God's Blessing | Dreamnoblade - UNFINISHED

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 1

2024 Author Note: 

I found this in my drafts, because it was unpublished due to embarrassment, and now its republished so I can live with my shame, every day. 

Unfinished for very obvious reasons. If you read this, don't go too hard on me, 2020 was a strange year.

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𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓭 𝓟𝓞𝓥:

As dream ran through the forest, he had approached a near kingdom, the kingdom well known as (INSERT TECHNOBLADES KINGDOM NAME HERE). He looked behind and saw that the three high ranked hunters that had been chasing him for well over a hour now we're well behind him and wouldn't catch up for another few minutes which gave him the perfect opportunity to climb over the one of the kingdoms walls and make his escape for good this time. As he peeked his head over the wall he realised that the kingdoms town was overflowing with many villagers, guards and merchants and that it might be hard to go around here unnoticed. He decided he would take his chances and slowly climbed down the wall into the kingdom and started to walk into one of the main streets hoping to find some sort of hotel to crash at for the time being before finding out a different plan.

He adjusted his mask that had a very roughly drawn smiley face with two black circles for eyes, any person he had ever faced despised this mask of his, the mask taunts people and their dreams for the same reason, none of them ever won a single battle against him. He was a greatly skilled speed-runner who always left his opponents in the dust, he was a very quick runner and he was even more well known for his great handling of resources, he could kill with anything he could find, fishing rods, bows, swords, he could even kill something with a normal stick you'd find on the ground that had fell from some random tree.

He made his decision of going deeper into town, but made sure to be aware of his surroundings as even if it was unlikely for someone in this part of the country to recognise him there was still a chance for someone to realise that he was the most wanted speed-runner in the country and turn him in for the 50,000 diamond reward. There was some talk about raising the bounty and adding some netherite in to sweeten the deal if he wasn't found and turned in before the month ends, even if he was caught, he would mostly escape within the hour. Life as a speed runner was always rough. Many got killed the day they turn 18, while hunters either die of old age, natural causes or some sort of disease. One of the worst things about being a speed runner is that your not allowed to go to the hospital even if your injuries are life threatening, going to the hospital is really a death wish as they will kill you on sight even if you're already dying.

As he walked throughout the market he could hear the useless chatter of kids begging their parents for a toy or sweet of some sort, or house wife's chattering to each other about what they are going to be cooking for dinner tonight and some guards talking about something around the likes of 'how many criminals they had caught today'. Dream couldn't have cared even if he tried to. He was the type of person to ignore anything that is 'uninteresting' or 'not exciting enough' It was early evening and the sun was only starting to set now, and suddenly a tap on the shoulder brought him out of his thoughts and back into reality.

"hey dude watch where you're going!" came semi annoyed voice from a man behind him and out of sight that he had probably shoved to the side when walking.

"oh sorry I didn't see you there-" dream said while turning around to be shocked seeing it was a guard that had probably just finished his job and was heading home himself.

The man in front of him was clearly confused on why he is wearing the type of clothing you would wear in the wintertime. To be fair dream was wearing a light green hoodie with the hood up covering his hair, a pair of black leather gloves, a dark green cloak over the hoodie and a weird mask that covers your entire face that you would probably wear when you're going to rob somebody or somewhere. The only semi-normal thing he was wearing were his black shorts. The only thing visible to the man were dreams bruised and cut legs they he had gathered from a mixture of training, running and climbing.