Oneshots

Shattered Pieces | Antarctican Empire

████ reached out, feeling like he was trapped, like he was completely alone.

"██████?" He called for his friend, only to be greeted with silence. It scared him. Was his friend gone? Had his friend been killed, just like ██████? Who, if anyone was still alive at this point?

"Hello?" He heard footsteps approach.

" █████." The shorter man smiled, but he didn't look happy. It was a smile of toxicity, of psychopathy. And it stung. He didn't know why, it just hurt, a lot.

Of pure evil.

He continued, "I know we have similar intentions, █████. I know we both want to take down Technoblade, take down the empire he built here. I know we both want to get revenge, to make him feel the pain he caused us. I know we're both hurt, █████, which is why I think we should work together. Work towards killing the man that has hurt so many. Follow me, █████, come with me and we can paint a better future together." He gestured for █████ to follow.

█████ watched as the man opened the door into this room. A small black room. Is this where he was going to die?

"This button, █████, can cause this empire to disappear. Just press it, and Technoblade will be gone. This new empire, it will be gone. Press it, and millions will be dead."

"I- I can't. I refuse to be the cause of so many deaths, I refuse to have so much blood on my hands. I at least have some morals, unlike you, ████."

"Then I'll do it instead." He watched as ████ walked over to the small button. No, please don't do it. Please don't kill so many..

Watching the button slowly push down, █████ felt like he was falling and there was no escape.

It's all too late now.