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He is called ‘Death’ for a reason. He is cursed to carry the voice of the ‘Unwilling’ so the world can stay ‘Balance’.

Bullshit.

He doesn’t know why the Void choose him to be the one carry the curse, but he doesn’t have a choice.

He never had.

He live a long life.

It's boring, to be honest.

Beside the crows that always around him, there’s also a voice, they called themselves Void.

It seem Void always try to talk to him, but after he talk to them, he found that his wings become darker and darker, so he stop talking with them after that.

Years of travelling making his heart stone cold, still, he carried a warm smile, but only he know how cold it is.

That is, until one person come into his life, a young child, a stubborn child, a child who likes gold, a child who grab on him one day.

He teach the child how to fight, he open to the child, he took the child under his wing, claiming him for himself.

It didn ’ t last long. Of course it didn ’ t last long.

Seeing the child becoming a teenager, becoming an adult, becoming an old man, he know he’s leaving.

He can sense the ‘Death’ coming from the child he watch to grow up. He know that he’s going to be alone again.

He fight. This is the first time he fight against his power, he try to suck away the ‘Death’, to save the child.

It doesn ’ t work.

He clutching the child’s now bonely hand, as if he will left him the moment he let go.

But then, he feel someone touched his face, look up, the child smile weakly at him, his other hand touching his cheek, wiping away the tears he didn’t even notice.

Please stay.

The words was left unsaid, but the pleaning in his eyes must acknowledge the child, the child just shook his head weakly.

“Goodbye, dad.” The child said, with the same tone he used to use when he is younger.

“Goodbye, son.” He reply, hugging the child, his son gently, humming a lullaby.

Ever since the child left, he know he is getting colder.

He can’t stand it, he can’t stand the loneliness after he had experience the warmth.

He couldn’t care less the relationship within him any more, if they end up the same, he know he will break. So, he stay welcome, but distance to people who’s near.

That is until he bump into someone.

A child.

That is his first though. But then, he can’t help but notice the similarity coming from the child.

The child look at him with wide eye.

“Do I... Know you?” Same tone, same voice, but younger, like their first met.

“I...” He can’t speak, fearing that this is all a dream.

“... Dad?” The child seem to try to remember something, then the word he said made him burst into tears.

His child, his son is back.

A reincarnation, but it still work. As long as he had his son.

The voices of the crows seem excited with the return of the child too, but he know it won’t last long.

It never last long.

Now he’s back in the same position, looking at his son getting weaker and weaker.

He ’ s not mad, he ’ s furious.

Why? Why he ’ s always the one who look at his love one die?

Humming a lullaby for his son, his hand brushing over his hair.

“Dad?”

“Hm?”

“See you next life. I know you’ll find me.”

“Of course, son.”

His son left peacefully.

The cycle continue again and again.

Sometime, his son become a mercenary, sometime, he’s just a farmer. There’s also one time, he’s a prince.

Of course, he stay by his side, fighting along side with his son, proudly looking at the goals his son had achieved.

His son know his secret, he never hide it from him, so when he remember, he’ll always make sure that he hug him.

That is when second child come into his life. The child is just like his son, hand grab on him and his son one day, refusing to let go, so he take him in, as his younger child.

He raise the child into grown man, then the child left to travel, like he used to, but he choose to stay by his eldest side.

Watching his younger left making him wonder if its a good choice, but he push down the thought and continue his life with his eldest.

Then, the next thing he know, is a death message of a certain son.

He don’t know how he react that time, but according to his eldest, he was totally out of it.

He set off, to find the reincarnation for his younger, just like he always do for his eldest.

Time past, even after his eldest left and he still haven’t find him.

He continue his journey, searching for both of his son.

This time, he found his eldest as a king of an empire, and his younger as an… Admin.

Okay… He wasn’t expecting this…

He know his sons are not normal, his eldest always called Blood God and now his chaotic younger had become an Admin.

Will this server able to handle this chaotic Admin?

Despite the thought, he still hug him the moment he see his younger, ignoring the confuse face of the male.

His eldest stand beside them, a warm smile spread across his face and scaring the shit out of the crowd.

“Sorry, do I know you?” His younger ask uncomfortably.

He look back to his eldest, his eldest just shrug.

Of course he didn’t explain.

“Don’t worry mate, you just remind me of someone.” He smile.

Unlike his eldest who already had experience of gaining his memories back, his younger had just reincarnate once, it’ll take time for him to remember and get use to it.

“Okay… but anyway, welcome to my server, I’m Wilbur!” His younger exclaim.

“Nice to meet you, Wilbur, I’m Philza. You already met my son, Technoblade.” His words making the Admin’s eye widen.

“You’re Techno dad?!” His eldest snort at the younger’s reaction.

“I’ll be around with Techno, feel free to come at me, Wil.” He smile again and ruff his younger hair.

His younger eyes wide and stare at him, making him realize that he accidentally call him like he used to.

“Wil? I mean, Wilbur? You okay there mate?” Worrying, he look at his younger eyes, they still stare back at him, but add up with a frown.

“Seriously, Philza, do I know you somewhere?” The question making him and his eldest pause.

“Maybe in the past life?” He reply, his younger still has frown on his face, but he let it slip.

“Never mind, you said you’ll be staying right.” He nod, making the younger grin.

“Well then, see you around, Phil.”

His younger has a brother.

He mean, his eldest some time also had siblings, he even help to take care of his families some time, but his younger’s brother is… handful.

He not complaining, the boy is like a sun that shine through the server, he had make this server become more lively.

He likes the boy.

He discuss with his eldest one day, that they may taking another child into the family.

“Is it Tommy?” Not surprisingly, his eldest guess who the child is immediately.

He reply with a nod.

“I don’t mind, that gremlin kid is fine I guess.” He smile, it seem the light of the boy also shone into the Blood God’s cold heart.

They wait, wait for the memories of the younger come back, so they can take both him and his brother back to the family.

But they didn’t come back.

Confusing, they discuss what is the reason of it.

“Is it because you not with him?” His eldest state.

“... What?”

“Every time I die… left, you always there by my side, I can feel the power that always holding my hand.” His eldest state, change his word when he saw his eye darken.

“... This might be the reason, I am the Death of the Unwilling, my wish of hoping you won’t left me every time may making your memory remain through the reincarnation.”

“Well then, be sure to by their side this time, so they can remember it next life.”

“... Yeah, yeah, this settle then.” He sign.

“Still, we need to take them in thought.”

“Of course, son. We always have time to deal with them.” He and his eldest grin with determination.

Afar, a certain brunet and blond sneeze.

This time after his sons left, he left again to find them.

And, as usual, he found his eldest first, his eldest always has voices that guide him to him, making everything easier.

Now, his other two sons.

They search for years, until they find a kid living at the street.

It is no doubt that’s his middle child.

He and his eldest take him home, naming him with their usual names.

They didn’t found the youngest, but they still searching.

They won’t give up any family member.

Though, years of searching remain nothing, both him and his eldest confirm that the youngest may not born yet, so they settle down, hoping one day they’ll find him.

His middle child grown up, still no sign of remember his past, but he is patient, he’ll wait.

His eldest decide to set off as a fighter this time, and his middle child had a huge dream of creating a nation.

Well, he was an Admin before.

Both of them leave for their dream, so he let them be, pushing away the thought of his middle child’s first dead.

It’ll be fine, right?

It’s not fine at all.

At first, he’ll receive both his sons letter, but after his middle child had stop, he know something is wrong.

He used his fastest speed, flying across the sky, head straight toward the server where his sons is.

He’s late.

The tired eyes of his son making him want to cry.

“Phil, kill me.”

The words are hurt, he can’t think.

It’s his fault.

His body is not his own, his hand move on his own.

He shouldn’t let him leave.

Hugging his son who is getting weaker, he feel the water on his cheek.

Oh, is it raining?

“... Dad?” A familiar word making him snap back to reality, he look at his son’s eyes.

Eyes fill with confusion, and realization.

No… Not now… Why now of all time?!

“... Wil?” He ask in shaky voice.

Please no…

“...You got a lot… to explain… old man… But I guess there’s no time, huh…” His son cough, splitting blood.

“No… nononononono… Wil!” His whole body is trembling, more water tear fell on his son’s face.

“D… Dad…” His son reach up his hand, cupping his face, he grab the hand and hold it near.

“I… love you… so much…” As his son speak, more blood coming out of his mouth.

“Stop talking, Wil… Please…” He beg, but his son continues.

“Tell them… I love them too… I’ll miss them… okay?”

“Of course, Wil, I will…”

“I don’t blame you, you know?” His son’s voice become smaller, and his hand fell off the grab.

All he can do is stare, stare at the body in his arms.

Lifeless and broken.

His son… His talented son with a bright future… Gone… Kill by his own father...

He let out a bloody scream.

His eldest come to him, gently removing his middle child off his arms.

“Techno?” He call.

“Yes, dad?”

“He remember.” He said, he can hear his eldest breath hitch.

“W… When?”

“... The moment I kill him.” He can’t lie to his son, so he close his eyes when answering.

“... Oh.” His eldest move close to him, he expecting a scold, or a demand of why for killing his son but all he gets is… a hug.

“I don’t blame you. He already losing himself when I get here.” His eldest tighten the grip, making his sight blurry.

“I… He said he won’t blame me… but I… I kill him… I kill my own son!” He choke, head bury in his eldest shoulder, hand gripping his coat.

“I know.”

“He was suppose to live a long life, then left with you guys!”

“I know.”

“He didn’t even have a chance to met his brother again… Tommy won’t even realize he had a brother…” His shout become calmer, and he mutter out the last part.

“Wait, they already met each other?” His eldest tilt his head to him, looking confusing.

“What?” He confuse too, looking back at his eldest.

Wil once said he met two children, one call Thomas and another Toby.

“Tommy, well formal name is Thomas, is here. He fight with Wilbur all these time.” He pause, then a laugh escape his throat.

“I… I don’t know what to say…” His laughing, but the tears still pouring down his cheek.

“How can you not know? I just sent you a letter after I confirm his the gremlin.”

“Oh… I left after Wil stop sending me letter, I kinda in a hurry so I don’t think I received it?” Then his eldest look at him in lack of emotion.

“Bruh…” Laughing sheepishly, he mutters an apologize.

He now want to meet Tommy, the reincarnation of his youngest.

“... Ah… you might want to know but I just somehow become an enemy to him?” Then, his eldest said awkwardly, scratching his head.

“... You do what?!”

“I panic okay?! I heard you scream, and you never scream before, so I just spawn Withers and left to find you!” His eldest explain quickly.

“And?” He narrow his eyes, eyeing the eldest who had look away from him.

“Yeah?”

“What have you done beside spawning the Withers?” His eldest shift uncomfortably under his stare.

“... I kinda help them take back the nation and destroy it in front of them.”

“... What did I tell you about making an enemy.” He pinch the bridge of his nose and sign in disapprove.

“Don’t let them see you did it, make sure to keep the things you do in the back.”

“And you?”

“Destroy everything in open sight.”

He sign again, but then, he hears footstep coming toward them.

They don’t have time for this.

“You need to leave.” He look at his eldest.

“But you’ll be in danger.” His eldest frown.

“I’ll be fine, I’ll take care of the mess, you need to leave before they hunt you down.”

“I doubt they will success.” His eldest pout.

“I know they won’t, but it’ll be complicated when you’re here.”

“Fine fine, I’ll leave for now, make sure you’ll come find me?” His eldest stand up, looking at him.

“Always.” He smile.

During his days in L’Manberg, he had approach Thomas Tommy, and Toby Tubbo.

Both of them don ’ t want other to call their real name, so he go with it.

Everyone know he is Wilbur’s dad, but they don’t know he is also Techno’s and Tommy’s.

His eldest  called him one day and said it is the best to tell others their relationship is just best friend, so they won ’ t use him to hunt him down. They both agree to accept Tommy after his memory come back.

He help his eldest to gain supplies as he decided to do into a retirement, he move from here to there secretly with his wings.

His wings heal with the help of the crows, but he still keep it away from people so they won ’ t question it.

He also try to bond with Fundy.

His grandchild, his middle child only son.

He even met a young child, who somehow caught his heart sometime.

Ranboo is very sweet, he always like to help other.

He also somehow reunite with a ghost of his middle child.

He’s not him, he didn’t even remember his past life.

Everything seem back to normal, then he heard about exile.

It appear that his youngest had burn down someone house, and the Admin is not happy about it.

The president, his youngest best friend, decides it is best for his youngest to live away from the country.

The country his youngest help to build, the country his middle child spent all his life for, the country that hunt for his eldest head.

He is mad, very very mad.

He talks less to the citizens, and leaves more for his eldest.

He try to find his youngest, but the Admin refuse to let him see him.

Even the ghost of his middle child can’t calm him.

The string snap when the butcher army come to him.

His so called grandson, standing with enemies, trying to hunt his eldest down.

He don’t know how he calm down, watching they took the compass to his eldest, and put him into house arrest, but there is one thing he know.

They’ve gone to far, and he is enough for their bullshit.

He watch his eldest was captured and almost executed, he is no more then relief when his eldest manage to run away.

He seen his eldest was killed before, but no one  get away after that.

He left with his eldest, disappoint for the country his sons fought so hard.

He wonder, if his middle child still alive, will he proud of what this country had done?

His youngest betrayed his eldest.

His eldest is angry, but he know he still have the soft spot for his youngest.

Just like an older brother will always look after his younger brother.

When his eldest told him that he will destroy the country, he agree and go with him.

No one get away after messing his families.

They succeed, the country is destroyed and they left.

He ignore the pain of his youngest looking him in disbelief, and the furious questioning from his middle child ghost.

He took in another child after that day.

Ranboo is good. They somehow warp themselves into the families.

He can see his eldest always check on them, making sure they are fine in the snow being an Enderman hybrid. His middle child ghost sometime plays his guitar with them. His youngest also like to spend time with them same as his best friend, Tubbo. His grandson, Fundy seem like to spend time with them too.

He’ll need to discuss with his families for this, after his youngest remember of course.

The chaos in the server seem to calm down after the Admin was put into the prison.

They really think the prison will stop an Admin?

His eldest decide to form a group of anarchy, and he agree to join, along as Niki and Ranboo.

At the first meeting, they talk about the government that is across the server, then everything went wrong after Ranboo mention his youngest.

“Tommy is… dead.” His mind become blank.

“... Nah, you joking.” His reply with a laugh, but he knows his hands are trembling under the table.

“No… he’s…”

“.…” He can’t hear the rest of the conversation, his breath quicken up.

Tommy is dead? Is he losing another child again this fast?

He can’t breath. Hecan’tbreathhecan’tbreathhecan’tbreath.

A hand touched his, he look up and find his eldest looking at him worrying.

“We haven’t see the body.” His eldest said, he don’t know it’s toward him or the child.

“Yeah, I haven’t see the corpse yet.” He reply, try to comfort himself.

“Oh, okay then.” The child reply, but his mind drift into another void.

It’s okay, Tommy isn’t dead, there are no body, so he is fine.

A sign slip pass him.

This is going to be a long day.

Everything is fine. His youngest didn’t die. He didn’t die at the place where he wasn’t able to reach.

His eldest try to hold him together, and he try to resist the urge to fly to his youngest, risking the others saw his wings.

He can’t help but relief when he saw his youngest talking with his friends one day he sneak into the country to look for him.

He ignore the broken look on his youngest, and the energy of Death that can clearly seen on the boy.

He know something not right.

His youngest is broken, the ghost of his middle child disappear and he is revived from Death.

THAT IS NOT ACCEPTABLE!

The voice of Void he had been avoid for decade scream at him.

Both of his sons had died, and being revive by the Admin.

His role is forcing him to do something about this situation, but he still ignore the screaming in his head.

YOU WILL LISTEN TO ME, ANGEL OF DEATH!

Shut up and go away.

When he met his middle child again, the look in of him making him realize something.

He forget again, about his past life.

He sign but took him in, let him to have a place to stay.

He didn’t mind, he had all time for both his sons to remember.

LET ME MAKE THIS CLEAR! YOU WILL TAKE CARE OF THE ERRORS!

And once again, I refuse.

Everything is chaos after that, but somehow end in a good way?

Everything sort out, no more conflict.

Dream apologize and become a better person.

The Egg is gone.

His eldest decide to move to live with others.

He had no idea how they come to these.

But then, he happy with the outcome.

YOU’LL REGRET THIS, ANGEL OF DEATH!

Make me.

One more thing happen after everything sort out, his middle child come to him one night.

“... Phil, can we talk?” He look at his middle child, reply him with a smile.

“Of course son, what do you want to talk about?” His middle child shift uncomfortably under his gaze.

“... Dad?” The book in his hand drop.

The other day, when he is talking with other member of SMP, his youngest burst into the view.

“Dad?! What the fuck?!” His eyes widen and stand up in a hurry.

“Tommy! You remember!” He exclaim with excitement, and his youngest stare at him in disbelief.

“You got a lot to explain, old man! Hell, do Tech and Wilby even know this?!” His youngest ruffs his hair.

“Yeah, they do, your brothers remember earlier that you, mate.” He leads his youngest to the place more private, leaving behind the others with confused look on their face.

They’ll take care of the explanation later the family reunite.

THIS IS THE LAST CHANGE, ANGEL OF DEATH!

Fuck off.

So the server find out that he had three sons.

It’s kinda confusing, but they manage to convince them that his youngest lost his memories and kidnapped in a young age until something trigger him to remember. The reason they didn’t take him back in the moment they find him is afraid they’ll accidentally hurt him so they just help him in the shadow.

Kinda unconvincing as his eldest destroyed their country, but they all know he had a soft spot for the youngest.

IT IS CLEAR THEN, YOU’LL NOT LONGER FIT THE ROLE OF DEATH OF UNWILLING!

He pause when he hears what Void had said.

This is a chance, a change for him to finally rest in peace.

He had the chance to break the curse, and he didn’t hesitant to take it.

He sick of watching his sons die, he want it to stop.

And it stop, he can feel his body start to age again. He cry in happiness, hugging himself.

He tell his sons that night, their face fill with shock but also relief that he had finally put down the burden.

The happiness didn ’ t last long.

Not after he notice a familiar energy had been curling against the child he last taken in.

As the time go by, he can confirm his suspicious as the young child stop their age at twenty.

It ’ s his fault. It ’ s his selfishness forcing one of his about to go through the hell he used to.

He sometime wake up in nightmare, as one of his child living alone with no one by their side.

He can tell the eldest notice something too, as he saw him sometime staring at the young child with a frown.

He want to tell the child, about what they will about to go through, but he can’t bring himself to say it.

He’s terrified, he told the eldest, he can see the same horrid expression on him too.

They both agree to get the child ready for they about to face, but none of them dare to tell the child.

He start to teach the child about the knowledge he saved through the time, and his eldest start to train them even more.

During his free time, he write down everything he know for the child. His finger trance down the title ‘Identify the Reincarnation’ and sign, he just wish the child will notice this book.

Time goes by, his crows are decreasing, he know the reason very well.

Every time he caught the child talking to their shadow, his guilt grow even more.

He know he need to tell them, but the fear of rejecting making him shut his mouth.

Maybe next time…

He told this to himself every time, but even him doesn’t know when he’ll be ready.

His time had came, and he haven’t tell the child yet.

So he gives the child a book that will explain their situation, asks them to read it another day.

Day after he left, so he won’t face the guilt.

He called his families, tell them what will happen. Their face full with sorrow.

His first child clutch his hand, like he always do when he left. Then back away for his brothers.

Always caring for his families, his eldest son, Technoblade Minecraft.

His second child holding his hand, humming the lullaby he always hum for them.

Always notice the details that happened, his second son, Wilbur Soot Minecraft.

His third child holding his other hand, silence looking at him.

Always the light that shine through people, his youngest son, Tommy Innit Minecraft.

His youngest best friend standing beside him, crying but still comforting him.

Always chaotic, but always there when needed, his somehow son in law, Tubbo Live.

His first grandson crying behind his father, asking him not to go.

Always full of energy, curious with the surrounding, his grandson, Fundy Minecraft.

His another grandson sitting on his bed, silence giving comfort to him.

Always quiet, but also mature for everything, his second grandson, Michael Beloved Minecraft.

His last child clutching the book he gave them, familiar energy twitching around them.

Always sweet, and somehow inherit his role, his last son, Ranboo Beloved Minecraft.

Other people in the server also came, he gave them one last smile, and close his eyes.

This is the end of his life, as Philza Minecraft.

He didn’t notice the energy that had circled his soul, and a familiar particles that surround the book in the child’s hand.  

HE WILL OBEY ME, ANGEL OF DEATH.

Chapter Text

Since he was young, he only recognize the world as black and white.

Or grey too if that count.

It’s not like he is a colourblind, he just didn’t think the world will be any more than then those colour.

Everyday is the same, he wake up, steal for food, maybe run away from some angry people, find a shelter and sleep, then start a new day.

He didn’t think there will be any interest for him to do except for surviving, he just repeat the process until that day.

A man, with beautiful black wings.

He had seen avian before, but not as unique as this one.

His wings shine in the light, he talk to people with gentle smile, everything was so bright .

He stare at the man, he had a feeling that he should do something, so he walk up to the man, ignore the disgust that sent to him from the crowd, his hand clutched on the man’s cloak.

The man stare down, he was met with a pair of blue eyes.

“Hey mate, can I help you?”

The world start to fill with colour, start with the blue.

He learn that he like gold, especially the man his dad’s hair.

He like to braid the golden hair, as well as preen the black wings.

It’s been decades since his dad took him in, he know his time is about to end, judging his body become weaker and weaker, and his dad look at him with sad smile on his face.

So, a night before he leave, he went to his dad’s room.

“Dad?” He knock on the door, go in when his dad allowed him to.

“Dad, can I braid your hair?” He sat on the bed, looking at his dad who was reading.

“Sure, son.” His dad sat beside him, letting him to braid his hair.

His finger carefully touch the hair, braiding it.

After he done, he asked again.

“Dad, can I preen your wings?”

“Of course, son.” His dad is shaking, it seem that he realize what he is doing.

He didn’t try to explain, he know his dad want to keep this section as normal as it always be.

Time flew fast, after he finish preening the wings, he look over to his dad.

His dad was zoning out, he know what he is thinking.

“Dad?” He move closer to the man.

“Hm?”

“I love you.” He hug him, his dad breath out shakily and hug back.

“Love you too, son.”

The next day, he can’t get up, he can’t move, only able to look up to the man he called dad.

His dad is crying, holding his hand with plea.

He doesn’t like his dad crying, so he use all his strength to wipe away the tears, he was then met with the familiar blue eyes, the same one he saw when they first met.

Please stay.

He can see the words in his dad’s eyes, but he just shook his head.

“Goodbye dad.” He said.

“Goodbye, son.” His dad reply, then he was met with darkness.

He live in a peaceful life.

Not really, his father is like to beat him up and his mother doesn’t like him either.

But he’ll be fine.

He doesn’t really like to be at home very much, beside, he always had companies.

The voices, that what he called them.

They like to see he do things, and they very proud that he is very good at fighting.

His parents don’t know that, they don’t need to know that.

He participated in fighting rings, earning money to buy himself food.

His so called parents don’t even bother to feed him.

He fight a long time, he like to see the blood shed on the ground and the cheer of the voices.

But he missing something, something very very important.

He fight more, gain more, but every time he go back to that house, not home, just a house, every time he saw his parent, just some bastard that give birth to him, he can’t help the feeling of emptiness.

Wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong, who are they? They’re not him, they’re not his   dad!

But he got the voices, they care for him, sure sometime they are annoying, but they still care for him.

He’ll be fine, just like always.  But what is always?

He went out again, his ‘parent’ decide to throw a party tonight and he need to go back to cook.

But meh, it’s not like he can escape the ‘punishment’ if he do what they told.

He wondering around the street, then he bump into someone, making him fell on the ground.

“E”

“e”

“Haha, he fell!”

“E”

Not helping, voices.

“Sorry mate, you okay there?” A hand appear in front of him, he look up, and met with a pair of familiar blue eyes.

It’s him. It’s himIt’s himIt’s himIt’s himit’s himit’s himit’s him!It’’s dad!

He clutch his head, headache is form the moment he met the man.

‘Son.’ A man with blue eyes and gold hair, a pair of black wings can be seen on his back.

“Dad.” A man older than him, but look exactly like him.

It’s dad.

“... Dad?” He remembered, his light, the piece he had been missing.

The man, his dad burst into tears, hugging him tightly as if he will gone in a second.

“What?!”

“Dad?!”

“But Techno got parent?”

“Kill the parent pog?”

Ah, they had so much to catch up, but he’ll consider the advice they gave him.

It seem that the voices in his head is because his dad had use to much magic making the Void had an opportunity to touch him.

His dad was very piss when he found out.

“Listen son, if anything happen, remember to tell me, I don’t trust any bullshit about the Void okay?”

“Okay, I’ll try.” He reply, it’s rare to see his dad angry, so he go with it, but he’ll remember this ‘Void’ guy just in case.

His dad had get him out of that hell hole, now he travel with his dad again.

The voices had start to taking the liking of his dad. They had been acting very behave when his dad is around too.

Well, not really after he left though.

Every time he left his dad and start new life, it’ll take time for him to remember and start to hear the voices again. Normally, he will start to hear the voices, then they will help him to survive before his dad come to get him.

He can’t remember his dad unless he saw him, so it is very helpful when he know there are someone who look after him.

Sometime, it’s annoying, but he still grateful for them to help him.

“ AWWWW ”

“ Technosoft? ”

“ E ”

... And he take back what he just said.

After several life, he and his dad met another boy, grab on him and his dad like he used to.

Wilbur.

That’s his new brother’s name.

They live together for a while, then he just self proclaim as his twin, who just younger than him for 3 minutes.

Well... they both have brown hair in this life though...

And he doesn ’ t hate the idea of having a brother.

After few years, his brother decide to travel, like him and their dad used to.

Both him and their dad didn’t command, they bless him wishes and watching him leave, but neither of them know this is goodbye.

When the death message of his brother come by, that is the first time he saw his dad’s breakdown.

Is this what happened to dad every time he left?

He doesn’t know what to do, even the voices are silence for days.

He saw his dad lock himself in the room for days, he even need to drag his dad out to eat.

Hell, did he even eat when he left?

He doesn’t want to know, although he can tell his dad didn’t take care of himself every time he left.

After a week, his dad come out from his room and acting normal again.

He talk to his dad, then agree to travel again to find his brother.

But they never find the younger brother in this life.

The next life he met his brother first.

He went to his brother’s server, then learn about his brother’s biological brother.

“Techno! Let me introduce you, this is my little brother Tommy!”

What?

“ What?! ”

“ Another brother POG! ”

“ Eh, a child ”

“AYUP, BIG MAN! I’M TOMMYINNIT AND I'M AN ALPHA MALE!”

“ Ouch, he ’ s loud! ”

“ L ”

“ He look like a gremlin. ”

And he agree with that.

“Bruh, you never said you have a brother.”

“Welp, now you know!”

Okay, this is really weird, but his brother hasn’t remember yet, so he’ll think about it after that.

When his dad find him, he hug him first, then he lock eyes with his brother.

“Wil?” His dad whisper, which only he can hear it.

“Yes dad, that’s him.” He whisper back.

His dad immediately let go and hug his brother.

“Wtf?” The young blond curse, he doesn’t know is it because his dad hug his brother or the smile he holding.

“You’re Techno dad?!” He snort at his brother expression.

Ignoring the weird gaze sending to both him and his dad, he bring his dad back to his place.

They catch up to each other, he then tell his dad about the certain blond.

“... Hold on Techno, what did you just said?” His dad blink.

“Wil has a brother.” He says again with his monotone voice.

He laugh when he sees his dad widen his eyes.

“You’ll met him dad, I think you’ll like him.”

The gremlin is very loud, like, very very loud.

Sometime he can’t help but to troll the boy around, which is pretty funny actually.

And nope, he didn ’ t attach to the boy, definitely not.

...

......

.........

Okay, maybe a little.

“ E ”

“ Awww, Technosoft. ”

“ E ”

“ E ”

“ Technosoft ”

Shut up voices.

The boy is just like a dazzling sun, so bright yet warm for him to make a way to the family heart.

He didn’t complain when his dad wanted to add the blond into the family.

His brother can ’ t remember.

He supposed to remember his past life, but it seem there is something more needed for him to remember.

It ’ s okay, they have plenty of time to be with their family. This time, they ’ ll do everything right, also adding one more member to the family.

This life is very satisfying, they live in a great life, though both his brothers are new, they fit right in.

Three of them leave peacefully with their dad by their side.

The next life he decide to become a fighter as he is a piglin this life, and to live out his name again.

Everyone need to remember the fear of the Blood God.

“ YAY!! ”

“ BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!! ”

“ BLOOD! ”

“ BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! ”

“ ONE OF US! ”

He leave even though his brother haven’t regain his memories.

First mistake.

He fight and fight and fight, he starting to forget to write some letter back to his family.

Second mistake.

When he start to retire, he didn’t go back to his family, instead he live in a cottage away from home.

Third mistake.

When his brother come to find him, he was surprise, his brother is... different in certain way.

Then he learn his brother also left their home for a while now.

Is dad okay?

No, and he didn ’ t go check.

Despite of the concern for his dad, his brother situation seem more important, so he follow his brother to help him.

He will check on dad after this.

But he never did.

He found his young brother.

Or he could say, his brother found their little brother.

Their little brother seem to be an orphan in this life, but it didn’t stop both him and his brother to care about him.

He also check that none of his brothers regain their memories yet.

None of them remember him yet, is he not worth for it?

Tubbo is... okay...

Being his little brother’s best friend, that kid seem to handle his little brother very well.

But judging his situation right now, he can tell that boy is gotta snap one day.

So will he.

Before that day come, he will look after the boy for now.

That what he promise himself. And he fail.

When he shot the boy, he can feel his heart ache, the boy must have seen the sorrow expression, that’s why he forgive him.

That kid is to nice for his sake.

He ’ s not worth it.

His brother is crazy.

Well, not yet, but he can tell his brother is acting more and more... aggressive.

He ’ s losing himself.

And that ’ s his fault, he can ’ t stop him.

But he didn’t say anything, beside, he doesn’t just here for him, he’s here for his little brother too.

That is until they won.

He thought his brothers are better than this, but no, they just replaying the history.

“ TRAITOR! ”

“ BLOOD! ”

“ BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! ”

“ TRAITOR!! ”

So he step up, if he going to be the villain, then so be it.

He is not going to let his brothers to go through these hell again. They deserve better.

When he hears a scream, he knows something is wrong.

That is his dad’s voice, and the crows crowded the sky also proved that his dad had came.

His dad always a calm person, but he is screaming.

“NOOOO”

“Phillllll!”

“Wilbur!!”

“Go find them!!”

And the voices are not helping.

He don’t know what to do, in a hurried, he spawn some withers and quickly left for his dad.

All he saw is his brother lying dead in his dad’s arms.

“... Dad?” He then notice the huge missing part at his dad’s back.

The wing is ... gone.

Nonononononono.... this is his fault... his fault his faulthisfaulthisfault...

The beautiful obsidian wings are now missing half of them.

“ The wings! ”

“ OH NO!!! ”

“ Hurtza! ”

“ Deadbur! ”

“ KILL! ”

“ BLOOD! ”

“ Blood for the Blood God! ”

The voices snap his back to reality, he can’t break down yet, not when his dad like this.

So he help his dad, and flee after that.

He want him to go away, away from him.

After the festival, he retire once again.

His dad remain with his little brother, but he can tell his dad can’t really take care of himself, not after his brother die.

He cause this.

But he can’t stay, no when his appearance going to hurt his dad at this state.

He only making his family in danger.

He start calling his dad by his name.

He can ’ t hurt him any more.

Everything is peaceful, until his dad, Phil send him a warning.

They threaten Carl, and he was thinking of visiting Phil anyway, so he follow them back to L’Manberg, A country that destroy his brother. And he will never going to do nothing about it.

He wasn’t expecting to see his dad, Phil was under a house arrest.

They try to cage his dad, they try to hurt Phil.

His fault.

“ PHIL! ”

“ KILL THEM! ”

“ BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! ”

He flee again, to come back and bring Phil to safety.

He left, leaving his dad, Phil alone in the cage.

He can tell Phil isn’t doing very well.

Neither is he.

The way he working himself up making him wonder is this the cause of leaving him alone at home.

And he ’ ll just stay at his home alone with himself.

But he go with it, he stay by Phil side just like he used to.

But he know he ’ s not enough, he never enough for his family.

His little brother come to him, with broken eye.

Did he fail again?

He take his little brother in, take care of him, preventing Dream to take him away.

He done so much for him, only come with his little brother leave him for his best friend.

To be honest, he didn ’ t blame him.

He deserve it.

He act as the villain in his life, destroy the country build by the man he look up to, kill his best friend, ans even threaten him in the pit.

He deserve it.

Sure, he is mad, but he is more disappoint at himself.

He deserve it.

He let him go, but he know if his little brother come to him again, he’ll help him again.

He deserve it.

The country not worth it, not worth for their life.

When Phil take Ranboo in, he kinda refuse.

He doesn ’ t want to get hurt any more, please, no more.

But he warm up to the kid very quick. Somehow, this kid remind of himself when he is young.

So he go for it,  if Phil can feel better, then he’ll be fine.

He ’ ll be fine.

Phil is barely holding himself together.

So is he.

It seem the lost of the wing though it healed and killing his son with his bare hand causing a lot of trauma then he think it is.

So the news of his little brother’s dead is not the best timing.

Although he convince Phil it’s a false information, but he had the feeling that the kid is telling the truth.

He fail he fail hefailhefailhefail...

It seem they’ll be travel again soon. But they can’t leave yet.

Ranboo will be alone again, Tubbo can be hurt again.

They stay silence.

When Wilbur come back, he is concern.

He trust Ghostbur, but not Wilbur, who had already lost himself in the first place.

And he forgot again, about his past life.

It seem he still not worth for them to remember.

Phil is acting weird too, around both of his brothers.

During all the time, he can tell the voices are starting to notice his mental state.

He ’ ll be fine.

“ Techno? ”

“ You okay? ”

“ Dude, seriously, you okay? ”

“ E ”

He fine.

“ But... ”

“ You don ’ t seem okay... ”

“ Ha, loser! ”

“ Hey! Hater aren ’ t welcome here! ”

“ Leave him alone! ”

He fine.

“ He just a fucking pig. ”

“ He better than you! ”

“ He just hurt his family. ”

“ Bet they don ’ t want him because he is danger. ”

“ Okay, that went too far! ”

They not wrong.

“ Techno... ”

“ Oh uh... ”

“ We love you Technoblade! ”

“ Don ’ t listen to them, we love you! ”

...Thanks, guys.

After everything are set, he move back to the others.

Voices suggest it, he go with it.

Then he live in peaceful life, until his dad leading his brother to him.

Notice the way his brother look at him, a realization hit him.

“Wil?”

“Yeah, it’s me, Tech.”

After that their little brother also remember, all of them have a cuddle time that day.

They back.

Few day later, their dad called them again, and told them everything about the Void.

It’s shocking, but also a relief knowing that their dad had finally able to rest in peace.

Everything is going to be okay now.

Tubbo fit into the family, so is Ranboo.

Both of them like to hang around with Tommy.

They are happy, everyone is happy.

Everything is fine.

He is fine.

It ’ s not fine, not fine at all.

Ranboo had inherit Phil ’ s role.

His brothers don’t notice yet, but knowing Phil for decades, he able to feel the aura coming out from the kid.

Both him and Phil freak out.

His fault. He should be more caution for the kid.

He try to convince Phil to tell the kid everything, but Phil said he’ll consider it.

Well, it ’ s not his place to tell.

He can ’ t tell if he is afraid of seeing the kid scare of himself.

They both agree to teach the kid everything they know for their future.

He will teach everything he know, every skill he mastered,  for the kid to able to stay alive.

Phil left.

He died. He didn ’ t notice he is getting weaker. He should be taking care of him.

He wonder whether Phil told the kid or not.

But he too busy on his own emotion than looking at the kid.

Is this how Phil feel every time they left?

It hurt. It ’ s more painful when it ’ s Phil.

He decide to follow Phil that night.

“ ... ”

“ ...We... ”

“ We ’ ll wont leave ”

“ We ’ ll stay with you, Technoblade. ”

Thanks, voices.

The kid seem to notice something, they come into his room without saying a words.

Just sitting there looking at him.

He sign but doesn’t do any command, he ruffed the kid’s hair and give him one last smile, then he close his eyes.

Wait for me, Phil.

Sorry, Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo.

He does not prepare to wake up again.

Why isn ’ t he prepare to wake up again?

“ YOOOO ”

“ Technoblade! ”

“ We live!! ”

“ TECHNOLATE NEVER DIE! ”

“ ONE OF US ”

“ POGGG! ”

“ Technokid again! ”

Ah yes, of course the voices are with him.

He is now in an eight years old body who just recover his past memories. He frown and focus on the voices, but found nothing more than just the voices in his head.

Except he suicided in the past life.

Why on earth would I do that?

“ Uhhh... ”

“ Guys, no snitching!! ”

“ No telling! ”

“ No snitching! ”

Voices?

“ Not saying! ”

“ You ’ ll know when you see him! ”

“ Is he even alive? ”

“ Technoblade live so maybe he is? ”

Okay, who is this ‘ he ’ ?

Signing, he ignore the voices and focus on the information he had.

It seem that Ranboo someone? had already contain enough power to reincarnate people, but not strong enough to cause side effect?

Who... Someone important...

Mentally noted that he’ll need to figure up about the situation, he then heard footsteps coming toward him.

“Get up TE-20, you’re next.” A guy open the gate of his cell, motioning him to get up.

Right, according to his current memories of this life, he was put in this arena as a piglin hybrid.

“ I hate that guy. ”

“ Kill him. ”

“ Blood for Blood God! ”

“ BLOOD! ”

Not now, he doesn ’ t have any weapon, but he know where to find one.

He follow the guy out.

This time line is very strange, it seem that hybrids are very unwelcome by the humans.

He ’ s in danger, Phil in danger, his family in danger.

They reach their destination, he stands in front of the metal door, waiting for it to open.

If he remember correctly, there are weapons place around the the arena for the hybrids to kill each other.

“ NOW LET US PREPARE TO SEE THE EPIC FIGHT OF THE CHAMPION TE-20 AND THE ANGEL PH-11! ”

The narrator’s words are hurting in his ears.

Angel? What kind of hybrid is that?

Why does it sound so familiar?

“ Uhhh? ”

“ Angel? ”

“ Is that what I think it is? ”

“ Oh no... ”

Voices? What happen?

He frown while listening to the voices, they are acting very weird now.

The gate in front of him is opening slowly.

“ BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! ”

“ NO! NOT DADZA! ”

“ WE DON ’ T EVEN KNOW THAT GUY IS DADZA! ”

“ I SAW HIM! IT ’ S DADZA! ”

“ You mean KIDZA ”

What are voices talking about? All he need to do is grab a weapon, kill a guy or maybe a kid, according to the voices, then get the hell out of here.

Then the voices going rampage.

He look up, then froze when his opponent.

He’s not a guy, he’s a kid around his age, his blond hair is very long and dim, almost cover his face, except they didn’t shine bright under the sun any more like the gold he love, his blue eyes are dull, showing no emotion, he suppose to have the eyes that clear like sapphire, his wings lay behind his back, dusty and unpreen, the wings that used to shine like obsidian and the proud of the man.

Everything about the kid are familiar, his head starting to hurt.

“ Technoblade! ”

“ E ”

“ Remember! ”

“ That ’ s Phil, Philza Minecraft! ”

“ Your dad! ”

Dad...?

“... Phil?”

Chapter Text

He is dreaming. 

He is very sure. Because there’s another him, younger but he’s sure that’s him.

Younger him is in pain, clutching his back while kneed on the floor.

Oh. This is the time he got his wings.

The process is painful and bloody, he manages to get his wings out. But then, he needs to clean up all the mess before his parents come back and find a way to hide the wings.

The world is not a hybrid-friendly place, especially when the trail started to show, that means hunters and slavery.

The scene shifting, then it started to change.

His ‘parents’ are not at home right now.

He had a babysitter.

He doesn’t need a babysitter, he’s old enough to take care of himself.  

Apparently, his babysitter is late and his ‘parents’ need to leave early.

He watches his younger self shift uncomfortably with the wings hiding in the cloak. 

His parents never ever bother to ask why he is wearing a cloak in the house.

Ding Dong

That’s must be him.

He watches himself get up and open the door, a figure with a blurred face looking at him.

“Hey! You must be ̵͙͉̔͒P̴̧̦͋̈́ẖ̷̚ḭ̸͊͝l̶̮̘͗͂i̶̡̹p̵͓̻͒͐! Sorry, I’m late, I’m your cousin, my name is…..” The voice dies down, with the blur, he can’t see his babysitter’s face, but the person in front of him looked like is in pain, he’s clutching his head.

“Come on in, I don’t want to take care of an adult when you suppose to take care of me.” Younger him guide his cousin to the couch.

“I… huh?” His cousin seems confused at the sudden, then snaps his head up and makes eye contact with him.

Still can’t see his face, but he knows he is staring at him.

“Phil?” He raises an eyebrow.

“Not my name, I’m ̵͙͉̔͒P̴̧̦͋̈́ẖ̷̚ḭ̸͊͝l̶̮̘͗͂i̶̡̹p̵͓̻͒͐.” He reply, his cousin frowned,  well, at least he thinks he is?  But then quickly smile.

“Nah, I’m calling you Phil, you can call me ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ .”

The scene shifts again.

His cousin likes to annoy him. But he can see that his younger self is taken care of very nicely.

He started to like this cousin he doesn’t even remember and can’t see the face.

“Phiiiillll, come on, just one time?” His cousin is budging younger him again.

“But it’s unhealthy to eat sand?” Younger him smile, but it’s clear that he sound stress.

“It’s fine, come on, try some!” ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋  put some sand on his hand.

“Nope.” Drop the sand quickly, he smiles at his cousin.

“Awwww, at least show me your wings?” His cousin’s words made both him and his younger self blood cold.

How did he, not even his parent know about this!

̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ seem to notice his panic, quickly held both his hands up.

“Woah, Woah, calm, right, do you not have one? Sorry if I…” He cut him off.

“How do you know?” He need to know before anybody else found out.

“I… I just thought you have one?” ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋  laughs sheepishly.

What?

“Annddd, I’ll help you to hide it if you do have one?”

“...” He shouldn’t trust him, he really shouldn’t. But something tells him that he can trust ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ , but then, why?

The scene change.

This time, he appears in a dark room. He panics.

Why... why is this place so... familiar and scary.

“Where are you?! You Fucking Brat!” A loud voices echo in the house, making him flinch.

That’s.... his father’s voice?

He doesn’t remember clearly, his memories about his past are very foggy, like something had blocked them out.

He sees a shift in the corner of the room, then he realizes.

Oh, so his parents do find out his wings.

The door burst open by his very angry-looking father.

“You shit! You’ve ruined my life!” His ‘father’ picks up younger him and throws him against the wall.

Ah, right. Why is he not surprise, maybe he knows this will happen if his parents find out.

Out of everyone, his parent is the first who betrayed him.

Another shift, he found himself still in the room.

His younger self is still in the corner, but already beaten up, blood can be found on his face.

Wondering is he going to see another beat up, a knock on the window makes him turn his head.

A blurry figure is behind the window, seem panicking.

His cousin?

The window opened slowly, then the figure kneed beside younger him quickly.

“Shit, I know something is wrong when that bastard says baby sister is no longer needed.”

“ ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ ?” Younger him called out.

“It’s me, king, I’m here, I’m here.” His cousin hugs younger him.

Something wrong, he knows. Something very wrong is going to happen.

“... hurt...” Younger him is trembling in ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ ’s hand.

“I know, king, sorry I can’t notice sooner.” 

He sees his cousin calming his younger self down, then he hears footsteps.

His cousin seems to notice too.

“Fuck, they come sooner than I thought... Phil, can you walk?” ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋  cursed, then asks the child in his hand.

His younger self nods, then try his best to stand.

“Okay, plan B, come on.” His cousin scooped younger him up, then jump out the window.

The next moment, the door was kicked open. He saw men, with his father leading.

Hunters.

The scene changes again with him looking at his cousin running with younger him in his arms.

“Fuck!” Another turn, his cousin put younger him down

“ ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ ?” His younger self seems very scared.

“Phil! You need to go! Now!”

“But…”

“I’ll hold them back! I'm just a human, they won’t come for me, okay?”

“... Okay…”

His younger self runs away, but he saw.

̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ holding the hunters back, then the next second, one of them raises his gun.

Bang

A loud sound clouded his ears, then his vision coming unclear.

He opens his eyes with cold sweat, he pants then realize.

This is not his cell.

He doesn’t remember anything about this place.

This is a plain wooden house, and he is sitting alone in the living room. He shifts his wings uncomfortably then glance up the stair.

Why does he have a feeling there’s suppose to be a lot more noise? Is this his home, his home doesn’t look like this though?

The doorbell rings, he turns to the door.

He doesn’t want to open it.

“PHIIIIIILLLLLL! ARE YOU HOME????” A loud voice comes through the door.

He groans.

“PHIIIILLL, I KNOW YOU IN THERE!” The guy shouts again.

He signs then gets up to the door.

He opens the door and lets the guy his cousin? in.

“PHIL! FANCY MEETING YOU HERE! AGAIN!” His cousin exclaim in excitement.

He looks at his cousin, everything about him is blurry, he can’t see what his cousin looks like.

He once asks him about this, but the reply is something… concerning.

“Why can’t I see you?” He asks.

“Huh?” The figure seems very confused.

“I can’t see you, you all blurry. I can’t even hear your name.” He didn’t need to see to know the guy in front of him is frowning.

“Must because of…. It does more damage than I thought…” He mumbler.

“What do you mean?” He asked again, he had a feeling that this is something important.

“Don’t worry about that, King, you’ll remember one day.” His cousin had a sad aura around him, then he felt his cousin hug him.

“I’ll wait for you, just like you used to.”

“I said my name is PH-11.” He looks at his cousin.

“Andddd, I want to call you Phil, besides, it’s the same thing in a way.” His cousin said with shrug.

“Why are you always in my dream?”

“Awww, don’t you like me?”

“In a certain way, you’re chaotic as fuck.”

“Now that’s Philza Minecraft, only you’ll call me that.”

“I don’t eat sand.”

“You should try it! It’s very good!”

“No.”

“Oh come on, PHIIIILLLL.”

“Nope, I’m not eating it.”

His cousin may notice his stress aura.

“You okay, king?” ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ seems concerned.

“... I’m fine, it’s just...” He answers, not knowing how to say about the dream.

“Nightmare?” ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ sits beside him. He nods.

“Oh, Phil... Want to talk about it?” He is hesitant, then shakes his head.

He somehow doesn’t want to know what happened in the end.

“If you say so.” ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ seems smiling, he ruffles his hair.

They stay like that for a while. Then his cousin seems to try to brighten up the mood.

“Phiiiillll, can you fly for me?” ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ gently toughs his wings.

“I thought you can float?” Annoyed, he let himself lean into the touch.

“Well… Not here? How do I say this? I can’t do the floating thing here now? You’re dreaming and this is your Dreamscape? My power only allows me to visit your dream, not change it. So if your dream forbade flying, then I can’t do it, not even floating.”

“Huh…. my dream is forbidden flying?” He surprises.

“... Yeah, whatever place you’re in right now is pretty fuck you up.”

“... Oh…”

“Yeah…”

“...”

“...”

“Do I ever get to fly?” Somehow, he asks.

“... You will.” ̸̯̲͝W̶̳̝̍i̸̭̻̅l̵̜͓̋ seems serious. He stands up and knees in front of him.

“You will, Phil. I promise. I’ll find a way to leave this place and go search for you. Until then, please… Please stay alive…” Even though his face is all blurry, he can see the serious tone in him.

“Okay.” He answers.

Then he is awake.

He doesn’t know why he always has these kinds of dreams, but he knows they’re important.

“PH-11! You’re next!”

And there he goes again. He is currently in an arena, which making hybrids fight each other. The hybrids that fight had only two options, Fight, or Die. 

He doesn’t like killing, but he will, he’ll make sure to stay alive, for his cousin? 

Are the dreams even real? Doesn’t matter, he needs a reason to stay alive.

“Move! You dirty Hybrid!” A kick making him come back from his thought.

Right, the fight first.

He follows the staff to get ready for his fight.

“Your opponent is a new guy, TE-20, kill it.” The staff orders, he just listens.

A new guy, should be easy... But why do I feel something wrong?

The gate opens slowly, the first sight he has on the opponent is he’s a piglin hybrid. 

The said hybrid is shocked the moment he sees him. 

So is he, but he doesn’t know this guy, does he?

Then, the piglin hybrid clutches his head painfully.

Right... he doesn’t even move or attack...

“... Phil?” The word makes his surroundings shatter.

“.... Wha....” He steps back, no one... no one calls him that except his cousin in his dream. But he knows the hybrid in front of him isn’t his cousin, the height is different, and his cousin is a human.

The piglin hybrid step forward, he can’t move, only staring at him.

He should move, he’s going to die, move move move move move...

He was tackled into a hug.

Huh?

“Oh my god... Phil, I thought I lost you! Forever!” The piglin hybrid tightens his grip on him.

Huh??

“We need to get out of here. The humans started to notice something wrong.”

Huh???

“Come on Phil.” The piglin hybrid steps up, hand extended to him.

“Let’s get out of here.” The piglin hybrid grin, he stares at the hand and grab it.

“Come on mate.” An avian reaches out a hand to the kid holding his cape.

“Let’s get out of here.” The kid takes the hand and follows the avian.

Do they travel for weeks? Months? After they had destroyed the arena.

He can’t remember how do they do it, he only remembers that he had been following the piglin hybrid every way.

Technoblade, that’s his name. But he likes to call him Tech or Techno.

Not TE-20, he seems uncomfortable when he called him that.

His name is now Philza. Phil for short.

Not PH-11, Techno looks pissed when he said his name, so he go with it.

He once asked Techno why Phil of all the names, he just said,

“Well, it suits you, it’s... complicate, you’ll know when the time comes, until then, I’ll protect you.”

He even knows how to fly thanks to Techno.

How the fuck did he know how to fly???

“I... once had wings... Not like yours, it is called Elytra, helping me to fly in the sky. I learn how to fly from the best, now, I can teach you.”

“Dad, look what I got!”

“What... wings?”

“Yep! This is called Elytra, it’ll be able to make me boost into the sky.”

“That’s... interesting... And... what do you want for me?”

“Well, you see... I need someone to teach me how to fly.”

“Pfff, aright sure, I’ll teach you how to fly.

“You look happy.” In the dream, a certain guy says.

“Huh?” Looking back at his cousin, he had been staring at him for the past five minutes.

“You know, you look happier. Did something happened?” His cousin move closer, seem to examine his face.

“.… I got out.” He hesitates but answers him.

“I met someone called TE… Technoblade. He got me out of the arcade.”

“...” His cousin stares at him, then he… floats?

“You got out?! Holy this is big Phil!” He exclaims excitingly. He floats from his right to his left.

“And you don’t forbid flying!” His voice is full of joy, making him smile.

“Yeah… Techno had been teaching me how to fly lately.” These words making his cousin halt.

“Hmmm… Techno… feels familiar… but it seems he’s trustable…” His cousin mutters.

“He is.” He defends, looking straight to the foggy figure.

“... If you say so.” His cousin shrugs.

Both Techno and him travel for a long time.

A week? Few months?

Eventually, they somehow got lost?

“You sure it’s this way?” He looks at his companion.

“Of course it’s this way, I’m a human GPS. Chat, I’m not lost, you guys are the one who gives direction!” The piglin hybrid argues to the air after answering him.

“... Okay? What are they suggesting?” He looks curiously at the piglin hybrid, he was told that he had voices stuck in his head.

“... North? No, North East.” Techno looks annoyed.

He looks around then up, it’s almost night time and the stars starting to appear in the sky.

“Ermm, Techno?” Found the particular things he want to find, he called out.

“Yeah?”

“I think North is this way.” He points in the direction they starting to walking away from.

“... It’s getting dark, we just need to find shelter before going the right direction.” The piglin hybrid turns and starting to make a camp, he smiles fondly as he can see the red appear at the tips of his ears.

“You sure it’s this way, mate?” The avian looks at his piglin friend.

“Yeah yeah, I’m a human GPS, I’ve already memorized the layout around here.” The piglin rolls his eyes.

“Mate, how much time have you use to do that?!” The avian surprises, laughing.

“Not much, about twenty minutes?” The piglin grin.

They eventually made it to someplace… weird?

They both can feel that they pass something like a wall or something.

A barrier. A barrier that only one of them can pass.

They look at each other and agree to be more cautious about this place.

They walk around the place, this place seems abandoned, there didn’t see any creature while walking around, not even a mob. They follow Techno’s voices and reached a mansion.

A mansion that looks way too familiar.

Before both of them discuss what to do next, they both heard thunder.

“Welp, that sum what to do next.” The piglin hybrid claps his hand, he nods to agree.

“I don’t know you, but I kinda feel wield about this place, I’ll go check just in case, you stay here.” He says and raises his wing, ready to fly, but then stops by a hand.

“I go.” He blinks and looks back to Techno.

“But I’m fast…” Before he finishes, Techno says again.

“Phil, you still recovering, I’ll be fast, don’t worry. If I rush out shouting, you know what to do.” Hesitant, he nods.

“Fine, but be careful.”

“Of course, Phil.”

He waits outside the mansion.

Something about the mansion making him unsteady.

“Phiiiillll, can you take care of Michael for a while?” A ram hybrid holding a zombie piglin baby, an enderman? hybrid standing beside him.

“Huh? Of course I can. What are you two up to thought?

“Nothing!” Saying, the ram hybrid pulls the enderman hybrid away hurriedly.

The avian blinks then look at the child in his arm, then snickle.

“Phil! We need to leave!” The shout make him break out from his thought.

He dashes out from his hiding spot and catches his friend, then flew high up, not caring about the rain that soaked his wings.

Then, the moment they are in the sky, the next moment is they crashed into the mansion.

And they met Ranboo.

Meting Ranboo is somehow… strange?

He doesn’t have anything to say about them.

Their aura feels safe and familiar,  but then also somehow makes him uneasy and feel dangerous ?

NO! YOU’LL NOT REMEMBER!

Ranboo suddenly looks at him, he can see they’re frowning since the blindfold is gone.

“Hold on.” They say, then took the hat they got for him.

Purple particles appear around them, their eyes shine in a purple glow, the particle being absorb into the hat. After they did, they put the hat back.

“Ranboo? What did you do?” Techno raises an eyebrow, looking at them.

“I add an enchantment, I don’t know why, but I can felt Void’s magic on him.”

Void? That’s….

Dangerous! Don’t go near them! Danger!

“Is he okay?” Techno seems worried.

“Yeah, I block the magic, but it takes time for Phil to recover,” Ranboo says, Techno signs in relief, he looks back at him.

“No wonder you don’t remember much.” 

He doesn’t know how to reply.

“Dad? Why do you so against Void?” A blond human looks at the avian.

“Cause they’re bullshit.” The avian reply.

“That doesn’t explain anything you know.” Another human look at the avian, this time, he’s a brunet.

“... That’s the best I have. Void is nothing but bullshit, they don’t care anything and very desire to control everything.”

“Like the old Dream?” the blond asks.

“... They’re worse than the old Dream.” The avian silence for a while, reply dryly.

The emerald.

Important. Familiar. Don’t lose it.

When Ranboo handed them the emerald, all his nerves are screaming at him.

“For you, the world, Phil.”

“Phil, look what Techno gave me!”

“Phil, you okay there?”

“You okay, Phil?”

He snaps his head up, noticing both Ranboo and Techno look very concerned in their eyes.

His mouth feels dry.

“I think I remember something, mate.”