𝓥𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓶 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓮𝓼 |TechnoBlade/SBI fanfic|
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  • Reads 860
  • Votes 60
  • Parts 17
  • Time 1h 55m
Complete, First published Aug 06, 2021
TechnoBlade is a vastly known anarchist. But little does anyone comprehend how he truly came to be. When Philza and Wilbur are taken captive by a familiar enemy, he and Tommy must team up to save their friends before the strings are tied.
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He wore a simple white shirt with the emblem of fire in the centre. But perhaps it was his jet black hair that caught most attention in Techno's claret red eyes. Had there been no fear within him, TechnoBlade may have starred forever, following the white bandanna's edges, tied loosely around the man's hair. But alas, terror was all that coursed through his veins now.

When the figure took a step forward, Techno bolted in the direction originally set. He had to escape. The gate was in view. It looked different than it had before. Maybe it was the sky above. Maybe it was the fact of it being more than just a gate. More being a liberator or sign of freedom. Or maybe it was just the haze. All he had to do now... was reach it. Get to the forest and hide from the chaser at his heels.
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This is non-cannon and some of the characters ages have been swapped.
Title cover edited and adjusted by me
Background art is not mine.
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