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Dream was thrown into a game of life or death.
Only one person could survive, only one person could come out of the bloodbath with their life.
The rules were simple.
Save yourself.
Don't care for anyone.
Don't die.
But he couldn't follow the rules anymore.
Because George was there, thrown into the arena just like him, set to die, or watch everyone die around him.
And Dream couldn't let him die.
Even if it meant sacrificing himself.
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"𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠?" 𝙸 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚝. "𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞- 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝," 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝙸 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊, 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. - In a world where 6 players are trapped inside a screen, the only way to escape is if they defeat the Ender Dragon. Will they team up as a group, or fight each other to the death to be claimed as the lone winner of Minecraft? - rankings #1 in #dwt #1 in #manhunt #1 in #technoblade #1 in #skeppy #3 in #minecraftyoutubers #9 in #dreamwastaken
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