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He breathed in, his breath shaky. As he watched the fireworks go off for the first time in his life he let the tears roll down his face. He had finally escaped. He had escaped the dungeon, he had escaped that terrible country. He had done it and survived. He was the first and only person to do it and survive.
He didn’t know if he deserved it but he still did it. He let himself smile for the first time in a long time as all the memories of his past life passed through. Of the memories of being taken away, of being tortured. And now he was here, he was at Hypixel. Icarinous leaned against the railing, setting his head on his arms as the voice of his friends drifted in and out of hearing range.
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Icarinaous slowly opened his eyes, the morning light just barely filtering through his dark curtains. The sound of the alarm was incredibly loud and filled the room. Reaching over he shut the alarm off, only struggling a little bit. Icarus got up and walked over to his dresser. Looking into it he pulled out a black turtleneck, his comedy and tragedy mask, and his usual black combat pants. After putting them on he slipped on his black converse and walked out of the room.
Walking out of the room and into the kitchen he turned on the coffee machine, grabbing his favorite cat themed coffee mug. Looking around he saw that the room was, oddly, empty. Then he heard a chuckle. Turning around he saw Purpled trying to sneak up on him. Quickly he vaulted himself across the island and ran outside. He ran over to the training area were Punz and Technoblade were having a mini fight.
Icarus quickly ran behind Techno, causing them to end their fight. “What’s wrong?” Techno said with a heavy sigh, slight annoyance laced into his tone. Quickly signing Icarus said ‘ Purpled’s chasing me! He’s trying to steal my mask again!’ . With a sigh Techno watched as Purpled finally came into view, panting. “Purpled stop chasing Icarus, you know not to steal his mask” Punz said, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. “But its fun!” Purpled said, groaning in annoyance.
Not caring Icarus gave Purpled the middle finger causing Purpled to gasp in fake offense. “Did you see what he just did??? That definitely isn’t ‘PG-13’ like you say you are!” Purpled said. Sighing Techno simply said “Come on you two, lets just head inside for lunch”. After a bit more bickering the four of them headed inside and into the kitchen. Boomer and Hannah were not in the kitchen as well, Hannah was eating and Boomer was cooking. After they all sat down Punz and Purpled started a conversation and Icarus just played on his communicator which somehow, had games.
After some time Icarus heard a ‘click’. Looking up he saw that Boomer had set a plate down in front of him, it had eggs and hash browns on it. After slightly lifting up his mask and sending a smile towards Boomer Icarus began eating the eggs and hash browns. After he finished he took his plate over to the sink and washed it. He then grabbed his mug from earlier, thankfully the coffee was still warm. Sitting back at the table Icarus drank his coffee while everyone talked amongst themselves.
After a while people began to disperse. Hannah, Punz, and Boomer were the first to leave. Then Techno left and then Purpled left. And Icarus was left alone to sulk in his thoughts. After finishing his coffee he pulled back down his mask and brung it to the sink and then cleaned the cup. Heading out to the training room he grabbed a an axe. Walking up to one of the training dummy’s he turned it on.
Backing up he watched the dummy straighten up and get in a fighting position. Adjusting his grip on the axe and lifting it up he rushed at the dummy. Icarus was quite a fast person, well not that fast but above average. He spun around to face the back of the dummy and quickly hit the dummy square in the back. Yanking his axe out of the dummy’s back he backed up a bit. The dummy turned around, glitching slightly from the damage the axe had caused.
It gripped its sword and swung. Icarus quickly blocked it with the handle of his axe, pushing back against the dummy. After a bit of effort he managed to throw the dummy off of him. Making sure to be fast enough to not let the dummy recover he swung his axe again, hitting it in the chest. Quickly pulling his axe out again he blocked another hit from the dummy. Then he struck the dummy again, this time in the head.
The dummy collapsed, powering off. “Did you break another dummy?” a gruff voice said. Whipping around he saw Techno standing there, leaning against the side of the training room entrance. ‘ Maybe ’ Icarus signed back. Sighing Techno just walked up to Icarus and ruffle his hair. “Come on, lets go inside. I’ll fix the dummy later” Techno said.