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In which everything was fine until Tommy betrayed Techno and Techno rightfully took it personally.
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It was the last. Fucking. Time. he told himself, pacing inside his cabin, his fist curled around his trident in… anger..? Betrayal? Hurt…? No. he was Technoblade. Blood god. Second worst thing to happen to those orphans. He didn't get hurt. In fact, he was perfectly fine with the fact his baby brother kept using him and then turning against him the second the spoiled brat got what he wanted. Techno couldn't help but to wonder what he did wrong. Where he went wrong. Sure, he wasn't the perfect brother but for christ sake, surely he was worth more than a few music discs right? Maybe this proved what he needed to come to terms with. He will never be seen as anything but a weapon of mass destruction.
He wanted peace surprisingly, and so did the voices, despite fucking screaming all of the time. They wanted blood of the enemies that took away people's freedom, rights, ideas and creativity. The blood of corrupt governors who look upon their followers and see them as pawns in a greater game where only the elite win. I mean… he felt that was common sense really. In his mind, he could never understand those around him who strove for endless land and power, having people below them do their dirty work, only to be disposed of when no longer useful and that's what made this hurt even more. The fact that even after everything, Tommy would never choose him. His own brother, worlds apart from him despite being a quick horse ride away, going against everything he ever stood for out of what almost feels like spite at this point
"Blood. Blood for the blood god. BETRAYAL" The voices scream, over and over again, filling his mind in an all consuming way
They were angry. He was angry. Yet he shook his head, muttering under his breath for them to just shut UP as if that would simply work. It never did. It never will do he fears