"We'll use her. Abuse her. To do the impossible." He tapped his fingers on the marble table. I screamed into the gag, desperately trying to break free. A smirk rose on his face. "To live a mortal life,with the power of the gods." Y/N was born a mage something very rare in the SMP. She is born with a special power:To control the sands of time.Her father,the current mage to the king, tells her of her destiny...to be bonded with the king's son to unlock the power of the gods. He would control her power at will, giving him the abilities to control life and death. Dream, the prince of the SMP, had been taught to treat her as a vessel and nothing more. But the heart tends to defy all rules... #1 in dreamsmp in June 2022 #1 in fanfiction in June 2022 #1 in dwts in April 2022 #6 in mcyt in June 2022 #17 in dreamxreader in April 2022

My footsteps echoed as I looked up at the lyrics still etched into the wall. The cave had not changed since the last time I was here - except for the stone coffin in the middle. I knelt down and rested my forehead against the smooth stone. "You left me a legacy Wilbur." I whispered. "To do better than you. And don't worry I will." I stood up. "I won't let you down, Wil." I turned to face L'manburg in the distance, it's flag stood proudly upon the hill. I turned back to the coffin. "I'm going to finish what you started." I whispered.

I stood, facing him, fighting the tears that were threatening to spill. It didn't help that he was just standing there, a look of hurt brushing agaisnt his perfect features. The trees were tall and green, the birds were chirping and the little golden sunlight that managed to creep it's way through the forest's canopy danced on his blonde hair. This is where it all started. This is where it has to end. "I'll see you on the battlefield, Dream." Note: I don't own the artwork for my cover, I just added the text onto it. I don't know who to give credit to because I just got it off of google lol ⚠ WARNING ⚠ Swearing invovled‼️