𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 | Wilbur Soot x Reader

PROLOGUE .

© -ALIVEBUR 

art by @/drowsynra on twt

'Cold, its so cold.' He thought. Had it always been this cold? When was the last time he felt warm..? Oh right.. When he was with his friends.. Right.. Maybe he wasn't cold, maybe he was just sick. He doesn't know at this point. His memory and vision too blurry for him to care about anything.

  Dust, why was there so much dust.. Had there always been this much dust before? He's starting to cough up from breathing it in, 'Its annoying.' He mused. He should clean up the area soon, wherever he was, he didn't like the dust floating around in the air, breathing it in reminds him of the cigarettes he took the other days..

  Bright.. Its so bright. Was he dead..? No, not yet. He was most definitely alive. He could feel his coat hugging his body perfectly, his hair brushing against his eyes— 'I should cut them soon.' After all of this, of course. He needed to remember what happened first, that was his main priority. 

  Her, where was she? Is she alright? What could she be doing right now? Is she— No, he shouldn't be pessimistic, not when it comes to her. The familiar scent of gunpowder filled his nose. Ah right, he remembers now, the button, he actually pressed it this time. It felt so relieving when he pushed it, like he's finally finished all his tasks, the burden just got washed off his shoulders in an instant. 

  He's felt like this before hasn't he? During the war. The— Original war, against Dream and his crew, 'The Dream SMP.' The name reminded him of everything that happened then. 'Though it wasn't cold then..' He tiredly opened his eyes again and looked upon the remains of his land— It was all reduced to rubble and dust now. Just as planned. Everyone was fighting.. 'Where are they..' He pondered for a moment, eyes scanning the crater, spotting a figure in the distance, she was [REDACTED]. Of course she was doing that. She ended up [REDACTED] in the end. He could feel the pain in his chest coming back at him, hitting him like a truck. Maybe it was time to take a break, one last time.

22/3/2021

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