Angst.
He watched as the walls around his old country were torn down,the very walls he had built to protect his nation,his little brother, his friends, even his son.And now he watched as his son his little brother's best friend who he regarded as a brother, even someone who he used to consider a friend tear down the very same walls that had protected and marked the border of the nation he founded.He began to sing
I heard there was a special place
where men could go and emancipate
from the tyranny and brutality of their rulers
this place is real you needn't fret with
Wilbur
Tommy
Tubbo
**** Eret
it's a very big and not blown up L'Manberg
my L'Manberg
my L'Manberg
my L'Manberg
my L'Manberg
As he sang the last line his voice wavered and tears threatened to spill from his eyes,he let them,he had lost everything he had worked for as he walked back to the little shed that was his and Tommy's temporary home he pondered why had this happened.Why had his nation been taken and torn down,as the sun set Wilbur Soot began to question his sanity,but it was too late his rational thinking too far gone.
This is short any suggestions just type in the comments
Q: What's your favorite song ?
A: I have two
1.Ode to L'Manberg by Beetle bug
2.House of Memories by PATD!
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