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Tommy is loud, loud is his voice, loud is his personality.
He is loud so he may lock the voices in his head away.
They always speak to him whispering “Death! Bring death to the land! Death for the god of Death!”
He only once let them take control and it is why to this day there is an abandoned village that Phill found him in.
Ever since he has vowed to never let them loose again.
He came really close in the fight against Technoblade in the pit but halfway through he let himself get beat.
Technoblade noticed to, how Tommy had this dark look to him for only a second, and then it was like Tommy WANTED to be beaten in.
Currently, Tommy has no use for the voices, because currently Tubbo stands by his side and his friend is President until the sound of TNT fills the air.
He felt the voices go silent when he saw Wilbur die.
He looks to Technoblade who stands by Dream with withers ready “Do you want to be a Hero Tommy?”
The voices came back, loud, so loud he can't take it.
He laughs, he gives out a burst of maniacal laughter the likes of which Technoblade and no one have ever heard from the boy. Then it stops and Tommy grins at Technoblade as he feels it, he feels himself loose to the loud voices “Do I WANT to be a hero? Yes, I want to be a hero. Am I a hero? I never am! no matter how hard I try to be the good guy. I really do."
The cold feeling of losing control beings to spread like ice through the blood.
Tears fall down his face "Im sorry. But I can't hold them back no more."
That’s when Technoblade sees it that dark look he only saw a glimpse of now returns tenfold.
The tearful regret that was on Tommy's face changed to a hideous dark grin.
The warrior hesitated with the withers when he gazed upon Tommy.
The once beautiful fight-filled blue eyes are now replaced with black and white.
He didn’t expect this, whatever this is.
But whatever it was it isn't his brother.
Tommy’s body gave a shattered distorted laugh as the boy pulled a sword out of his inventory. They looked at Technoblade with a deranged grin. “Do it Technoblade, summon the withers! We want to see your face as we take them down and then relish in your death, or is the blood god scared to go against his brother?”
Everyone has taken a few strides away from Tommy and then like a beast let out of its cage Tommy or this thing that looks like Tommy leaped for Technoblade.
When their blades clash Technoblade gazes into his brother’s eyes and see his eyes didn't deceive him earlier those bright blue eyes are now black and white.
For once Technoblade feels chills run through him “Who are you?”
Tommy grinned when he managesd to send Technoblade’s sword flying “We are your demise, DEATH FOR THE DEATH GOD!”