A dark hole he couldn’t climb out of it kept getting deeper, darker, and colder. There was too much happening already, he was so busy, signing paper after paper, his hand tended to cramp and still, there wasn’t enough time to relax, so he pushed through the pain and pushed and pushed until he pushed so much that he fell. He didn’t want to exile anyone, but he had to in order to not go into a war. It was all too painful, Dream slowly walking away smiling to himself and Tommy…Don’t get him started on Tommy, he didn’t want to talk about it. Rubbing salt in the wound was what it felt like, seeing Dream looming above them all, pulling his strings, manipulating everything he touches. Tubbo knew from the moment they stood on that obsidian wall that he would regret every single word that fell from his lips and landed on the cold dark purple surface. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 22780 Chapters: 21/? Comments: 10 Kudos: 23 Bookmarks: 2 Hits: 783
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