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Technoblade was dead. That’s what was wrong about this peace. He didn’t feel hungry or tired, just there. Alone.
“Think again, mate.” He swung his head around at the noise, hand going to his sword in anticipation, but he stopped short.
There, on the top of a hill that had appeared, was Philza Minecraft, teary eyed and smiling widely. He was exactly as Technoblade remembered him last. Phil had his usual attire on, his green cloak covering his tattered wings and his striped hat resting on top of his golden hair.
All the breath left Technoblade’s lungs as he chuckled in relief. It didn’t really matter if he was in some dark abyss, maybe dead even, they were together, and they’d make it out together.
To hell and back, right?
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Or: Technoblade dies, and his afterlife is as horrible as you'd expect
Or, or: Phil dies a lot oops