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This realm was vast.
It was enormous. There’s only so far he could travel, and the ground was wet today.
That made him sigh. He knew the grass needed water. But he needed to travel. Fast.
There was an insurrection happening in the east. And he would have to see to it personally.
Dream arrived at the walls of L’manburg, land dry beneath his feet. He stared up at them, a scowl growing beneath his mask.
This was not supposed to be here.
This was a free land. And to create a separate society in a free land? Not acceptable. Besides, they didn’t even ask. He mined through the wall, still scowling.
This was not going to end well.
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The forests of the Dream SMP were thick. Especially the warped ones. He climbed the tallest tree, the ladder already there. The strange light from the trees came in through the windows of his darkwood house, situated in the trees of the warped forest.
His dog whined, pulled at the chain he was tied to. Dream smiled, taking his collar off and settling down next to him. “Hey, puppy.” he said softly. He leaned his head back against the wall, and the dog wiggled into his arms, content that he was home for the day.
It had been a long day. Full of shit he didn’t want to deal with, but he had Admin.
It was his responsibility.
The people of L’Manburg didn’t know what they were doing. They were going to cause an uprising. Peaceful times in his SMP would cease to exist. He could practically see it, the way things would go down. And if it wasn’t him, then it would be someone else, and he’d have an uncontrollable civil war on his hands. Uncontrollable, because he wouldn’t be leading it. Dream sighed again, sitting up. “I’m going to have to make them see.” he murmured to the puppy. It only whined in response.
He’d seen so much potential in them, too. Especially Tommy. That kid was something, alright. He was a spitfire, a free spirit. So much potential… If only he’d listen.
Dream got up, easing the puppy aside before going into the kitchen and cooking a meager meal. He ate at the small table, enjoying the silence. There was something about the nether. It was calming- quiet. Nothing like the overworld-- peaceful.
The puppy whined, brushing against his leg. “Oh. Yeah, you have to eat too. Here.” Dream gave the puppy some food, then gave him the plate to lick before washing it in the small sink. He closed the curtains, effectively blocking out the light from the forest. He stretched, kicking off his boots and laying down in his bed. The puppy climbed up with him, tail wagging. He cuddled it close, simply tired.
“What am I going to do, puppy?” He asked quietly. “What am I going to do?”
~~~
He woke up with a plan.
They saw him as a villain. So he’d be a villain. He’d be a villain for them, and he’d take care of his realm by taking them out of it. Unite the land again.
Through any means necessary.
He laughed, huffing out a huge breath of air.
He’d give them time. Time to leave, time to rethink their choices.
Did they even know what they were fighting for?
His kingdom, once a peaceful place- would die. It’s blood would splatter at their feet. It would end with them-
But it was his server. He had Admin.
He’d contact Eret. Make a deal.
Eret was gullible. He’d trade for power. Dream got up, stretching. Puppy whined at the door, wanting to be taken out. He laughed. “Okay, okay. Don’t rush me.”
~~~
The walls were still up.
He scowled, walking in the entrance. “Eret!” He called. “ERET!”
The brunet poked his head out of the caravan. “What do you want?” He called. His voice shook, like he was scared.
Part of Dream loved that tremble.
So easy to manipulate. So simple- The big, trusting blue eyes looked out at him under brown lashes, glasses perched precariously on his head.
Dream smiled, adjusting his mask.
“I want to make a deal with you.”
~~~
Dream hung his head, back in his house.
It was done. He had the discs- they had L’Manburg.
He’d let them self- destruct. See what happened.
He wasn’t planning on the discs, at first. But they’d been offered. And he’d taken them.
Better than exiling them from the server, right? He’d given them mercy .
They’d taken his land- for themselves. Built a mighty empire on it. And trampled him underfoot. Like he was nothing.
He wasn’t nothing. He had Admin.
And they were going to be sorry they’d crossed him.