its 3am. and hes just stood there like some mad man, in front of a giant dragon structure. the man doesnt know what to do. he doenst know how to feel, if he can even feel. recently it just feels numb with the mild feelings that comes with destruction. - possible spoilers? this fic is based off of events that have happened in the qsmp. i dont usually watch bad, and or write about him, but his lore has sparked something within me. so basically! this is my headcanon with a few alters to the actual lore! i hope you enjoy and have a great day and or night <3 this is so late bro, i was meant to post this like two weeks ago.. AO3: starzzx this does begin withs bads perspective (3rd person)All Rights Reserved
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