You were a recruit, asked to join a rebellion you didn't believe in- to fight against people you didn't know- all the while carrying around the knowledge and the secret that... You couldn't die. Not without extra steps. . . . . . .

𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘉𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 ⅂⍑ᒷ ᓭᒷɾꖎ ⦣∷੭ꖌᒷ.₋. ⍑ᒷ ∴ɾᓭ ⎓∷ᒷᒷ ੭⧶⌇ᒷ ɾ˧ɾ¦⧶.₋. ɾ⧶⟍̅ ⍑ᒷ ɾꖎ∷ᒷɾ⟍̅ǁ ⎓੭⚍⧶⟍̅ ⍑¦ᓭ ⧶ᒷ˙⧸⅂ ⅰ!∷ᒷǁ.₋. ¦⅂ ∴ɾᓭ ⍑¦ᓭ 'ᓭɾ⍊¦੭⚍∷'.₋. ɾ⧶⟍̅ ⍑ᒷ ∴ɾᓭ⧶'⅂ ˧੭¦⧶˧ ⅂੭ ᓭ⍑ɾ∷ᒷ ⍑ᒷ∷ ∴¦⅂⍑ ɾ⧶ǁ੭⧶ᒷ ᒷꖎᓭᒷ "𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙡𝙚 𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚" -Yandere DreamXD -The reader is an adult and female -The book contains mature themes -The art on the cover is not mine

technoblade x male reader. the title says it all. all information will be posted on the first page warning: if Technoblade is uncomfortable with this fan fiction, I'd be more then happy to take it down. also for any female fans of the book. once completed, if you like I can write the entire book for you to display feminine pronouns. enjoy!

It wasn't every day you crash-landed into a Piglin's house in the middle of the tundra. "Wanna tell me why there's a hole in my roof?" "...Erm...No?" "Really? Because the crooked wing tells me exactly why." "Then why'd you ask jackass?" "Because I figured I'd give you a chance to give me a reason not to kill you where you sit." "Um... Cheese?" "...." "...." "Heh?"