Kythic

Ayyyyy guess what I'm doing?! Couldn't possibly be starting the rewrite of Follow Us since I've been on a huge writer's block

Happy New Years y’all

After a couple month long writer’s block, I’m working on the Techno book again (:

I was about to enter the Watty’s as a sorta joke bc I thought I was completely eligible. Then I saw the whole thing needed to be my own.
          
          Dré, can I have copyright ownership to the Dream SMP?

Frequent updates with a while to release?
          Or, infrequent updates with an earlier release?
          
          Yes, this is important 

If anyone is a fan of Techno, check out the latest video on his channel. 
          
          One of the things I least expected to come from him.

NEW TECHNO BOOK SAMPLE!
          
          “"We are alone now. It's alright. Even without them, I'll show you the life we had." The goddess tried to smile optimistically, but ended up appearing very solemn.
          
          She put her hands on their backs and motioned for them to start walking in her guided direction. She took the charge, remaining just a couple steps in front.
          
          Tommy lurked behind her, almost afraid to leave her side. He had no idea as to what was happening. He was too young to understand.
          
          And Wilbur laid in the back, walking slowly with longer strides. Whose fault was this?
          
          He frowned as he held a lighter in his hand.”

I hate when I have ideas but no motivation to make it happen. Relatable?

Techno book sample!
          
          
          "Do you happen to be Technoblade?" He asked the pink-haired warrior softly. He held a twinkle in his eye, which none of the trio could see to be sadness nor glee.
          
          At first, Techno gave him an almost cold stare, as though taking a disliking to the child.
          
          "I am." He answered after a few longing moments, not saying anything more.
          
          The kid then looked down, finally revealing the hidden sadness beneath his eyes.
          
          "My mom is fighting in the tournament. Please don't hurt her." He pleaded to the Blood god, his voice slightly cracking.
          
          Only Azra had shown any remorse for the child. The other two hadn't seemed to care much.
          
          He had continued to give the kid the same blank look as before, motioning for him to pick his head back up.
          
          "If she has entered, that is her decision to accept that fate. Do not seek revenge and accept the same one.”

Do you ever look at random hashtags and wonder how the hell an mcyt book would get there?