THE FALL OF AN EMPIRE BOOK THREE --- What a wonderful little secret this was though. If you hadn't been able to follow the signs you would have never found it - a real travesty. Everything you could possibly need resided here in some form or another - feverfew sprang up in little bunches from the ground, accompanied by echinacea. Gingko trees around the place offered their leaves down to you in little bundles. If you hadn't known better, you would have thought someone had planted it all here... A rustle from the bushes behind you stopped your train of thought in its track, sending a shiver of panic down your spine. Your hand withdrawing from the bundle of milk thistle it had been about to grab, you slowly turned, mind filling with all a matter of wild animals that could be lurking in this wood. A pair of soft brown eyes peered out from one of the clumps of brush, staring directly at you.

Rumors of a revolt have been spreading like wildfire across the mansion. The Greshams were not poor in terms of power and money, but they certainly had a ways to go to overtake the rulers of the overworld. You turned a blind eye to the rumors, continuing your work as their right-hand housekeeper. That was until you were ordered to take care of a small hybrid who was taken in for trespassing. While taking care of the small hybrid, you were forced to consider your true alignment with the Greshams. Little did you know, while you were discovering the dark secrets of the powerful family, the Blood God was desperately searching for his lost daughter, ready to rain terror on everyone responsible. Technoblade x GN! Reader Fantasy!au

Trouvaille: (n.) a valuable discovery, or a lucky find; something lovely discovered by chance; a windfall. ------ A tale of a slumbering god and the witch that awakens him. "... and that's when you spot the strange structure out of the corner of your eye: a temple. Stone cracking with age and moss creeping across the roof flit across your vision. You pause for just a moment, the sound of hurried footsteps and distant yelling greeting your ears. You make a decision then. A decision that you're pretty sure will end in your untimely demise, but what other choice did you have? Gravel crunches underfoot as you step into the temple of the Blood God and away from the grasp of mortal men..." ------- Technoblade x Reader (This is my first fanfic in a few years so please be kind. This is also the first x Reader I've ever written.) Cover art from @Bl3uA on Twitter. ------- TW: Mentions of Death, Death, Depictions of Violence, Swearing, Possible Mature Content Planned for Later Chapters

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. . . . . . .

DISCONTINUED DUE TO TECHNOBLADE'S PASSING 𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝙭 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝙈𝙘𝙮𝙩 + 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. Updates will not be frequent, my apologies.

Who knew finding a gremlin of a boy living underneath Technoblade's house would only be the start of both your troubles. --- !DISCLAIMER: This is a dreamsmp Techno x Reader. This is by no means an IRL Technoblade story, thank you for your time, and enjoy! --- Also can be found on Tumblr under the username, Lonely-Lost-Soul!

So, I mostly wanna practice my writing with this. Came up with this while half asleep, and I'm bored, so why not make a random story? Basically, you're transported into an AU where Techno is a king and Dreamy boi is a theif.