You would think

Tommy had been 3 months into his exile when a death message popped up. Claiming the boy to have swam in lava. No one thought that was his last death.

No one thought he had made the death meaningful enough for him to stay dead. But he wasn't seen again. A whisper in the wind.

Tubbo doesn't care,too rapped up in being president to have any care for his once friend.

Dream doesn't care. He'd had his fun,though it offset his plans for the server, he would make due.

Technoblade does care. Yet he doesn't know why. His brother had betrayed him back in Pogtopia. Yet being an only child leaves him with a turning feeling in his gut. He mourns the blonde.

Philza does care, his youngest was dead. As was his oldest. Both preventable and he feels guilt seep into his bones. Now he protects Technoblade a bit more fiercely,a bit more recklessly when they meet. He mourns his youngest.He glares at Tubbo when he passes him in L'manburgs streets.

They mourn and bury an empty casket,lava left no body to be recovered,no closure for the grieving family. And no ghost came,with half hearted memories of the good times, like it had with Wilbur.

A year later Phil cries as his Only surviving son is forced into a cage, on a stage bellow an anvil. He was going to lose his last son. And he could do nothing chained here in his home forced to watch his boy be executed.

A blonde-thought dead boy, requests a favor,And saves his brothers life. Yet The death message pops into the chat. It's not to be trusted. Technoblade is very much alive,and starring at a hooded figure wearing the skull of a bull as a mask. His precious horse held in a lead.

The stranger brought a finger to his mask. About where his lips should be.

"Shhhh"