Everybody wakes up in the community house. Nobody remembers anything. Nobody except for Ranboo and Karl. And Technoblade's voices. (found this idea on pintrest)
Thanks for reading! (warnings go here)
PS:
With all the controversy I would like to make a few things clear about where I stand, please no hate, I don't stan anyone and I don't mean any harm by this.
I dislike Dream, I do not support his actions. I am, if I had to categorize myself as any person in particular's fan, an Inniter. I do not support Wilbur Soot or his actions after everything that has happened and I am 100% on Shubble's side. Also George did some bad things, not a fan of that.
I do not condone anything like Pedophilia, R@ping, SA, Abuse, or Gr00ming
All characters in this fanfic are solely based off of their lore related characters and some different headcanons for them, I do not want anybody mistaking me having Wilbur or Dream or George in here as me supporting them, they are in here as their !DSMP or !C characters and I do not want any confusion on that subject.
I do not appreciate hate to creators if they don't deserve it fully and I especially do not to relatives of creators because they DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.
All this being said, enjoy the fanfic if you so wish, and Fuck Wilbur Soot.
(R.I.P. Technoblade, you absolute fucking legend.)
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They all wake up at the same time. They all look different, like something’s missing or has been erased. They’re all in the same place.
“Try again. Don’t mess this one up.”
They all hear it, none of them see it.
Only a few know what’s happening, know the truth, know what it means.
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