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Infinite Betrayal Day
Tommy is dying. He is dying in a ditch all alone while his friends are all scattered fighting for L'manberg. How did things come to this?
Oh. He remembered. He had chosen Tubbo, his best friend, over Technoblade, the one who nursed and helped him after exile. Technoblade was Phil's friend but in the short time with him in the snowy commune, he had started to think of Technoblade as his friend, maybe even family.
He didn't regret his choice but maybe if he got another chance he could have stopped this. Maybe he could have somehow convinced Techno to not blow up L'manberg. Maybe he could have done that if he stayed with him. Maybe he could have kept his friendship with him. Maybe he could have been happy.
But that didn't matter now. He was dying and he couldn't do anything. He couldn't even scream for help. He got caught in the blast of one of the withers while trying to save Tubbo.
Tubbo had looked like a wreck when Tommy saw him after all this time. Dark eye bags under his eyes and much more anxious than normal. Tubbo may have exiled him but it was all due to Dream.
It was always because of Dream. He had taken two of Tommy's lives and now Tommy was going to die because of Dream. It wouldn't have been as bad as it was if Dream hadn't built a grid of raining tnt over L'manberg in the night that nobody even noticed was there until it was too late.
But it is too late for Tommy. His vision was blackening and all the chaos going around him was simply replaced by a static buzz in his head. Before he lost his consciousness for what would be the last time, he prayed to any god, Prime, XD, Drista, anyone for a second chance to make everything right.
And Tommy woke up. He wasn't supposed to wake up. Was he in some sort of ghost realm? But when looked around he saw that he was back in his room under Technoblade's house. It all became clear when he saw a fancy scroll lying on his bedside table.
The scroll was enchanted and when he opened he saw it had XD's symbol on it. In the scroll were four simple words that changed his life forever.
Your wish is granted.
As soon he read those words the scroll burned with a green and purple fire and went to his left arm. Tommy immediately shot back. The fire didn't burn his arm but when he looked at his arm. It had a tattoo on it. An hourglass with an infinite symbol and 3 in the middle. What did that even mean?
"Tommy, come up for breakfast!" Technoblade shouted from upstairs.
"Coming" Tommy replied.
At the breakfast table Tommy saw the date on the calendar. It was one day before he left Technoblade. Two days before he died. Tommy tried to behave as naturally as he could but Technoblade noticed how tense he was.
"Anything bothering you Tommy?" Technoblade asked.
"Oh nothing, I am just a little sleepy."
"If you say so, if you have any problems you can talk to me."
"Aww, Are you being soft for me, Techno."
"No I am not, now scram go feed the dogs or something."
He liked this. But the image of Techno telling him to die still played in his head but Tommy needed to remember that he hasn't betrayed Techno here yet. He can still fix everything he has a chance.
This time he chose Technoblade instead of Tubbo. But everything went the same way. L'manberg was destroyed and died while being caught in the crossfire.
He woke up again. This time he chose nobody and instead went to kill Dream first. Of Course he was unsuccessful but L'manberg still got blown up and he died, this time by Dream himself.
He woke up again. He chose to abandon everything and just run away. He died again on the same day due to a creeper.
He woke up again and again and again. He did everything he could think of but the outcome was always the same. L'manberg got blown up and Tommy always died due to one way or the other.
Sometimes he just slept, after hundreds of lifetimes he was tired. He had lost count around 253 or something. For some reason the memories of the first few lifetimes were still fresh in his mind. Magic probably.
Sometimes he thought that maybe this was his punishment for everything he had done. He was always the problem of the server.
But after thousands of lifetimes he finally accepted. He accepted that this was his fate. That he will forever be doomed to repeat the same three days. So he did things he wanted for those lifetimes.
In some he blew L'manberg himself and in some he did crazy things such as sing hallelujah while killing a wither. Everybody thought he was crazy and he was. He was bored and tired and just wanted to die. But never got anything he wanted so he did things he wouldn't normally do just to appease his boredom.
In another dimension a god smiled. Watching the mortal he had cursed to infinite lifetimes do such entertaining things. Sure he was sick for doing this thing to a child no less but immortality was very boring and if he could watch such an entertaining show after centuries he was happy to sacrifice a mortal child for his desires.
Though he still needed to worry about a time traveller and the death's angel. But he could deal with them. The other gods weren't able to interfere with what isn't in their domain and Prime had been in his control for a good millennia now and nobody had even noticed.
He just needed to stay a little careful. If all the actors of his sick play somehow united, even he would be in trouble. He was a god but even gods have weaknesses.