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"Farewell My SMP" || Dream Angst || ON PAUSE
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    Time 22m
Ongoing, First published Apr 08, 2023
Dream had grown attached to the Smp he created, it was like he WAS the smp itself. Having a great bond with it, except for the members themselves. They absolutely HATED Dream, blaming everything that went wrong on Him, even the times when it wasn't him who did it. He had no one, his friends, his lover, and even most of his family turned against him! Leaving him to get tortured and killed over and over again repeatedly. 

The Goddess of Death herself grew pity for the boy that she kept seeing nearly every day in the afterlife, so she decided to offer him a chance. To continue on living or break his immortality and die. 

Dream of course had a difficult time deciding, he didn't want to leave his beloved smp nor the people; even if they hated him. But he didn't want to suffer anymore, he wanted to be free from the pain...

So he finally made up his mind

"I choose to-"

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Credits to the one and only @YuriMidnight for this!!
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