Cold.
Deadly cold.
There were no air in his lungs to breathe, no will to inhale.
Cold.
Wet.
Suffocating.
The view of murky blue water faded, eyes feeling heavy.
He was so tired.
Too tired.
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He was still cold.
He was standing just outside Eret's Castle, shivering, as two figures emerged from it. One was easily Eret, red cape flowing from his shoulders, the other...
Was it Ghostbur?
No, this figure was different.
Memories came flooding back like a landslide. As they neared, Eret caught view of him.
"Tubbo!!" He said in greeting.
Tubbo? Oh yeah, that was his name. He had almost forgotten.
"Tubbo, Tommy's here! He wanted to-" Eret stopped.
"Tubbo?" The ghost next to him whispered.
"What... why... why would you do this?" Eret muttered, running his hands through his hair.
Tubbo smiled sadly. "I was alone. I finally understood what that was like." He turned and made eye contact with Tommy. "I am so, so sorry." And flew away.
That was the last time anyone had seen him. L'manburg had to elect a new president, much earlier than anticipated. Tommy was missing too, probably out on a hunt to find his friend. But nobody saw either of them again. Tubbo always on the move, Tommy in a never ending goose chase.
Things were terrible for the both of them.
Things were terrible in L'manburg.
But Dream?
He saw this as a victory, the most difficult pieces were removed.
He had everything he needed to put all of his enemies in checkmate.
It was his victory.
>You unlocked the DESPAIR ending.<
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Where are you? (DreamSMP short)
FanfictionTubbo really, really misses Tommy. And he really, really regrets exiling him. One month into the exile, Tubbo decides to visit Tommy and actually talk to him. Guided by the Your Tommy compass, a compass that points to Tommy at all times, Tubbo goes...
