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Tommy sat on an ash tree, looking at the blood that scattered the ground. Just minutes ago, this place was full of screaming men. Now, it lies dormant, docile, and still. He was the collector of the souls of heroes. Souls who had proved themself on the battlefield found him, while all the others found the bleakness of in a few decades disappearing, as their names slipped out of the human tongue. The souls he took would live on, in tales of the tongue and history books. Tommy normally watched battles, as to mourn the souls lost. But this time, a hero was to fall in battle. Sir Tubbo of L’Manburg was to breathe his last breath and join them in heaven. As Sir Tubbo, the God of Honor.
Tommy flew from the tree, and looked across the battlefield, and found Tubbo. A sword piercing his stomach, blood foaming from his mouth. He was holding on to life, though as he saw Tommy, he wept. “It-it can’t be my time!” Tommy wept also, as it was his job to. “I’m sorry Sir Tubbo, but everyone has a time, yours just happens to be today.” Tubbo reached out to take his hand “d-dammit” Tommy grabbed Tubbos hand, and pulled his soul out of his body. Tubbo’s last breath being a gasp, then his body lay as docile at the battlefield around it.
A butterfly flew by as Tommy laughed at it. “Did you know that moths were once butterflies?” The butterfly landed on Tommy’s hand. “The cycle of life is beautiful really, all the other souls here will become other creatures. They’ll become a household pet, mythical creatures, and plants on the ground.” He looked at a rose, and placed the butterfly on it. “This flower was once a person, marvelous isn’t it!”
Tubbo looked at Tommy “but you, Sir Tubbo, you will live on in the history books! You will live on in tales! You will live on as a god with us!” Tubbo looked at the butterfly, and the rose. And for once, he smiled. “So, I won’t disappear?” Tommy looked at Tubbo and took his head.. “You are to live on, maybe one day, we can come to earth as a visit.” Tubbo smiled and looked at the sky. “Can I just have one more minute?” Tommy shook his head “one minute will turn into one hour if one is not careful.” Tubbo sighed, and looked across the battlefield. Looking at his men for the last time. “Then I’m ready!”
Tommy nodded, “may the gods rest these souls” he spoke, as the other reapers came to do their work. He took Tubbos hand, gently, and flew him up to the sky. Tubbo looked down at his men, and the earth of which he called a home one last time, before the clouds swallowed him, and the earth was no more.
Tommy landed on a golden cloud, and placed Tubbo down. “We’ve arrived.” Tommy spoke, taking off his hat and bowing. “Sir Philza, ruler of us and giver and taker of souls, I have brought you the soul of-“ Phil cut him off “Tommy, I’m your father. Quit with the formalities.” Tommy stood up, and ran to Phil, giving him a hug. Tommy had been busy recently with the war going on, Tommy looked at his hat. He wore it on the earth so he wouldn’t show his face. The humans hated Tommy, he was a sign of misfortune. “Dad, I wish this war would end already! Such a waste! All they do is kill each other, and for what? Land? Profit! Dad, they all die poor!” Philza sighed, and patted him on the head.
“Humans are greedy Son, you deal with the best of them.” Phil looked at Tubbo. “Sir Tubbo of L’Manburg! I dub thee God of Honor, and keeper of strength!” Tubbo glowed a handsome yellow, and became one with the gods. “Welcome, Sir Tubbo of L’Manburg!” The gates opened and the three stepped inside, they saw Technoblade, God of war and the harvest, Niki, Goddess of love, and the trickster god SneegSnag, who loves his pranks. “Where is Dream? Hero of-'' Tommy cut him off “he has been banished to the deepest parts of hell, for the sins he committed on earth. Not all hero’s fall in Valor Sir Tubbo. Some fall in tormented screams of the innocent.”
Tubbo cringed at the idea of ever finishing the sentence of Dream being a hero. He had joined the war after his village was slaughtered in vain by his army. All because one person spoke badly on his name. “My sister is dealing with him un-solemnly I can assure you.” Tubbo was confused, as he only had 2 other brothers. He asked “who is your sister?” Tommy smiled
“Sally, Monster of the river Mortem! My brother Wilbur is just watcher of souls of the dead, she is punisher of the souls of the damned.” Tommy smiled “if you ever wish to seek your own revenge, or see your family. You may make your way down to the underworld, I will guide you.” Tubbo smiled “Thank you.” Tommy looked out at the gods and yelled “GODS! WELCOME THE NEW ONE AMONG US!” Sneeg laughed at the words among us, and clapped his hands. “Welcome to our club! Welcome to our club! Welcome Tubbo! Welcome Tubbo! Welcome Tubbo! Welcome!”
They all laughed at Sneegs joke, and went up to Tubbo, Techno shook his hand “Welcome Hero! You served in honor! Now you join my ranks!” Tubbo smiled, as he was admired by his hero. Niki strutted up “Welcome Sir! You can just call me Niki! Welcome to Mount.XD!”
Sneeg tackled him, “I’VE CAUGHT HIM OFF GUARD!” He said, standing on his back. Tubbo threw him off and he hit the ground with a mighty thump. “W-worth it….” Everyone laughed, as hellfire engulfed the sky, and out it, walked Wilbur, god of hell. “TOMMY MY BOY!” He said, running up to him and surrounding him in a hug. His demonic tail wagging with happiness. His horns brushing up against Tommy’s forehead.
“I’ve missed you! With this war going on, I can barely come see you!” Tommy smiled, and returned the hug. “Brother! We have a new god!” He pointed to Tubbo, and Wilbur bowed. “Welcome Sir Tubbo, hero of L’Manburg!” Wilbur ran to Phil and Techno, and pulled them into hugs also. “Dad, brother! Hows the heavens! Not as busy as me right now!” Tommy smiled, and began to weep. “There is another battle happening, I must go witness it!” Tommy jumped off the cloud, and flew away. “Jesus, that kid is busy.” Wilbur scoffed. “Poor soul, he has to witness the bloodshed, and write it down for history to remember.” Wilbur popped his back “Oh, Tommy forgot his hat, I shall-”
Wilbur was cut off by a blood curdling scream, bellowing from the realm of mortals, as he ran to the cloud to jump off. Phil and Techno following in the motion. Only Phil had wings so he caught the other two, and flew them down, only to see a horrifying sight. Tommy, the taker of heroes' souls, and god of misfortune. Pinned to the ground with spears and swords by Pogtopia.
Wilbur wept to see his brother in such pain, and the two looked at their brother, and the soldiers who did it cringed. For they knew their fates, they tried to run away. Only to have the ground open up, blocking them from running away, Technoblade drew his sword. And began to slaughter the soldiers, denouncing them as he did. Wilbur, unpinning Tommy from the ground, wept as his brother lay his, pained. “YOU WILL ALL MEET MY WIFE IN HELL!” He decreed, picking up Tommy, and holding him close. While the gods couldn’t die, Tommy wasn't a full god. Tommy was a Demigod, and it would take him longer to heal.
Philza, being rational, as the bodies of the men lay on the ground, their blood on techno’s soul, and all going to the deepest pits of hell. Looked at the last standing men. “You will NEVER reincarnate, you will be stuck at the bottom of hell forever in torment for what you did to my son.” Techno looked at them, “Your kingdom shall see no food grow on its soil for 5 years” Techno yelled at the leader, His head healmated as he and his last few men, and rode away on horseback.
Phil picked up Tommy, who was weeping, and told Techno to make sure L’manburg won the war at all cost. Techno nodded, and returned to the heavens. He told Wilbur to make sure no Pogtopia soldiers NEVER reincarnated, he agreed and returned to Hell. Phil looked at his son “You are to watch no more battles! Am I understood!” Tommy nodded, and Phil took off to see the great Healer, Captain Puffy, an elf with healing abilities. She’s healed great kings and queens, and now she was to add god to the list.
As Phil flew, he worried about whether his son's wings would be functional. Spears and swords pierced it without care, but what did Tommy do? All he did was his job, and he was mercilessly attacked… Humans were vial, nasty, despicable creatures in Phils eyes. Everytime he took one of their souls, he found a sick pleasure in it.
The two arrived at Puffy’s hobbit hole, and Phil knocked on the door, Puffy scurrying to answer. “Oh dear! What happened to him! Please, Please, come in sir!” Philza ducked under the small door, and laid Tommy on a spare bed. “Some humans attacked him, Mrs.Puffy, he was just watching the battle as he always does.” Puffy wept, and started cutting the tips off the bows, and pulling them out the other end. Tommy hissing in pain every time. When she got to the swords, she rubbed some medicine around the wound, making it turn numb. “Good heavens, please tell me they were punished for this!” Philza nodded as she gently started talking out the swords from his numbed wing, counseling Tommy, and reminding him he did nothing wrong.
“Humans are vile creatures!” Puffy remarked “I hate healing them! They’re so fragile, the only good humans are heroes, and while sad to say, I do not count my son as one.” Puffy pulled out the last sword, and acquired some needle and thread, stitching his wings as she talked. “My son was no hero, he was a monster, and I wish him the worst.” She scoffed, sitting Tommy up, examining his wings.
“No flying for a week Tommy! Understood?” Tommy nodded, and jumped into Phils arms crying. “Phil-I-I don’t know what happened! I was just sitting in a tree and someone yelled, ‘kill the misfortune’ and-and-and they started throwing shit at me and-” Phil hushed Tommy, and picked him up. “C’mon son, let's get you home”
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Down a twisted, and tangled spiral staircase. Lie a monster that no one dares to release. It only listens to one person, being the king of hell. As Wilbur descended down the stairs he cussed about how he was going to make the humans pay, suffer, and beg for his forgiveness. He was to release this monster, a fire breathing faun on to the world, they were going to PAY for what they did to Tommy. He was going to destroy them, and make them scream for mercy. He sat his lanturn down on the ground. “Schlatt?” He called the monster's name, making the ground shake. “Schlatt! Come at once!” The monster walked out, it was 24 feet tall, with the bottom half of a goat, and top half of a human. Its long, twisted arms slunked down into claws. Its hooves made anything it walked on die, and Wilbur was about to make sure his name was never forgotten.
Its voice fell into a horrible crescendo of screeches and sobs “Well, my dear old friend Wilbur, It’s been so long! What is the meaning of your visit.” WIlbur threw a sword at him. “You’re going to go fight for L’manburg, I’m sure you heard what they did to Tommy.” Schlatt laughed a laugh that shook the underworld. “I go tomorrow at daybreak! Boy it’ll be fun to rip those people to shreds.” Wilbur smiled. “No civilians. Understood?” Schlatt smiled, “Look Wil, I was sent down here for attacking Dream for what he did, don’t worry about it.” Schlatt stepped out of the dark, to show a scar on his right eye, “civilians are safe” Wil smiled, knowing that Pogtopia was about to come to an end.
Tommy awoke in his bed, with Techno and Phil by his side. Phil was rubbing his forehead, and humming a tune. Tommy grabbed Phils hand, “Dad, why did they attack me? Why did they call me misfortune? Do…do the humans think I hurt them? I don’t hurt them?....Do I?” Phil kissed him on the forehead. “Of course not son, you wouldn’t hurt a fly, you see them all as beautiful creatures, and I don’t know how you do it son.” Tommy smiled “Dad, tell me about the moths…” Phil sighed “Butterflies are holy creatures to us, and when they die, they turn into moths”
Tommy smiled, “Why do they die? They’re so pretty, can’t they live forever…” Tommy teared up a little. “Everything has a time Tommy, wouldn’t you hate being the same creature forever if you were mortal.” Tommy scratched his eyes “But I have been the same creature for over 400 years, I help the same creatures I take to go to a new life.” Phil sighed “Son, you’re a god, if you die, the universe will fall apart.” Tommy sighed, as Phil started stroking his forehead again, calming the boy. “Hush now, conserve your energy.” Tommy nodded, and Techno was called out of the room, wondering where Wil was, only to run right back in “PHIL, IT’S BAD!” Phil rolled his eyes “What can be that-” “WILBUR RELEASED SCHLATT ON POGTOPIA!” Phil gasped, “WILBUR SOOT CRAFT!” He called, the same hellfire engulfing the room as Wilbur appeared “You rang” Wilbur said with a slight smile. “MY ORDERS WERE TO NEVER RELEASE THAT..THAT..THING!” Wilbur laughed “Well ,DAD, things change when the humans hurt my baby brother.” Wilbur got in his face “You better go grab that thing!” Wilbur laughed “I will, when he finishes my orders to destroy Pogtopia!”
Phil was about to argue, but Wil cut him off. “He’s not going to attack anyone but Pogtopia soldiers.” He walked over to Tommy “Wil!” Tommy exclaimed, as Wil walked over to the bedside. “How long do you think it’ll take for him to heal?” Wilbur asked, patting the boy's head. “Hell, I don’t know Wil, a few months?” Wil sighed “All he did was his job dad! He was there to mourn those lost! Why do the humans see him as misfortune?”
Phil shook his head “I don’t know, son” Wilbur looked at Tommy. “Dad, we need to let him try to walk.” Phil sighed, knowing he was right, as Wil extended a hand outwards. Tommy took it, and weakly stood up. Wings are like second arms for gods, the amount of pain Tommy was in cannot be put into words. He stood close to Wil, grasping onto his arm for balance. “That's it Tommy, just like that.” Wilbur said in a soft voice, as they took baby steps to the door.
Techno looked at Wil with dismay, but all the other gods crowed at the door cared about, was Tommy, who hadn’t been awake for days.
Niki looked like she hadn’t slept, she loved Tommy like a son. Sneeg was just Sneeg, who put together a get well soon card with glitter, and Tubbo looked shaken up. Knowing that Schlatt had been released made him worry, what was to happen to the innocent men? Tommys’ legs were shaking, as he had little energy. “Put him back to bed Wilbur, we have much to discuss.” Wilbur nodded and turned around, tucking his brother back into bed. “Wil, do you have to leave?” Wil sighed, and gave him a peck on the cheek. “I have to talk to father, Techno will be here with you.” Techno walked in the door, and sat down, and Wilbur walked to Phil, who had a stern face. “Wil, you need to take Schlatt back to his prison! He’s unsafe.” Wil laughed “No, I don't think I will” Wil looked at Phil, pure hatred in his eyes, as he opened his gate up to hell “Phil they are going to PAY for what they did to Tommy.” “I understand you’re mad, but just, take a deep breath-“ “no Philza Minecraft I will not just take a deep breath! They hurt my baby brother Phil! They’re going to pay Phil!” Phil looked back at the room where Tommy was laying “he has orders not to hurt any civilians and he promised to it!” Phil sighed, and gave up. “Fine then, but if one civilian dies. All the blame goes to you!”
Wilbur nodded, and returned to Tommy’s room. He was sleeping now, and Techno sat beside him. “Wil, you didn’t have to do that.” “Didn’t have to but I did” Wilbur said, smiling as he knew the wrath Pogtopia was about to face.
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