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Voices

The young boy's ears rung with voices unheard by others. His eyes a fluorescent red as the pupils walked left and right in a flash. He was scared. Confused. Trying to ignore them, he struggled to walk, as all focus was on the voices. They screamed at him to keep going, they screeched for blood. His tears go hidden to everyone but himself. He found it hard to focus - already walking out the door - staring at the cemented path that lead to a forest. A scarce tremble forced its way up to his body, head pounding as the voices did nothing but murder his eardrums. He wanted to scream. He wanted to run. He wanted them gone.

It wasn't until a man bumped into him that he realised he wasn't normal. A sword now propped in his hand, held tight as he brought it up to the man's neck. The man stood still, frozen in shock as he watched the child try to cut him. He retaliated. Kicking him. Punching him. The boy didn't give up. His eyes widened as the kid knocked him to the ground. His crimson eyes vibrant as the stars lit him up. He muttered something before he felt the tip of a blade scalp his neck. A cry escaped his mouth.

The kid suddenly shook his head, his hand held up to his forehead as he crouched a little, regaining breath as he stared at the dead body littered with blood. He wondered how he did that. Was it even he himself? He shook his head, eyeing the body as he walked away. His eyes were wide as they fought back tears that forced themselves out of his eyes, trying to blame the freezing air that hit his body like hard waves hitting newly wet sand. A realisation hit him. He killed him. He murdered a man. The tears hurt him as he gave up on forcing himself to stand. Now, on the floor, he sat still, head buried in his hands as loud, painful sobs escaped his mouth. Throat filling up with hard sobs.

"Kid?" A voice came from above him, and he saw a blonde man in stood before him. He backed up, hands over his head in defence as he planned for an attack route. "Woah, I'm not going to hurt you" An awkward laugh escaped him, and the young child pulled his arms down.

"Who are you! And what do you want from me!" He yelled voice wavering as tears slowly stopped flowing.

"I'm Phil!" He smiled, unbeknownst to the capabilities the child held.

"...Techno... " He muttered, watching as the man tilted his head slightly, beckoning him to say it louder. "Technoblade..."

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