《Bro, I swear, I didn't mean to stream!》[A Dream S(I)MP Male Insert]

《Chapter 16: Do you see this? It's the face of a suffering man, me》

The video was almost over, everyone sitting on the edge of their chair, as all of them wanted to know if the Macaroon loving sadist would join their chaotic SMP or leave them forever in the dark.
Philza Minecraft, Dadza, greatest man alive, founder of Minecraft, husband of his imaginative wife (wives don't exist, Phil, you are only confused, poor man, your old age is catching up.), starred at his screen with curiosity and disbelieve, not so sure about the winning chances of the Dream Team.

He observed the frantic movements of the cyan haired man and the desperate shouts of the hunters.
They were so close but so far.

"DEST! YOU WON'T WIN! I WILL MAKE SURE OF THAT, NOW COME HERE!"
Dream's maniacal screams made him laugh at the panicky response of the hunted, feeling sorry for the victim.

Phil noticed that the Dragon was in low health and was absolutely sure that Dest was going to win this challenge but as soon as he thought that, the music got more dramatic and tense and Philza knew that this moment would go down in history.

Both, hunter and hunted, were low on armour and health but it didn't affect them in the slightest as he could see Dest's resolve steeling and going in for the kill. Dream, of course, followed him and got closer but right at the moment when both closed in their intended destination, the music picked up and stopped, with it appearing a black screen.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?!? THEY JUST- WHERE IS- DREAM THAT SON OF A BITCH, WHO WON? OHH, THAT MAN, I WILL PERSONALLY KILL HIM FOR THAT!"

At that moment, Phil Watson, agreed with Tommy Simons.
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Lovely day, innit?
It ain't.

AND LET HIM TELL YOU WHY HE IS THIS CLOSE TO JUST ✨disappear✨ FROM THIS HELL CALLED "[MC]'s inevitable transformation to a basic white AMERICAN (Y/N) hoe <3".

As you have probably guessed, [MC] sucks ass in thinking or being smart, as he clearly lost the damn challenge.
Surprisingly (well, no, not really because he already knew that it was gonna happen that way), [MC], local stoopid, died in the damn Manhunt because he didn't pay attention where he went and fell straight into the void.

Disappointed but not surprised.
But that's not the point.

THE POINT IS THAT HE SOLD HIS DAMN SOUL TO THE DEVIL AND THAT MEANS HE HAS TO SOCIALISE.

YOU UNDERSTAND???

S O C I A L I S E.

AND.
HE.
DIDN'T.
GET.
TO.
PLAY.
PIGSTEP.

All the hard work, for nothing.

...

All for nothing at all.

...

All this planning and casual acting for nothing.

Funny.
A fan who is desperate to stay unseen, seen by his daily serotonin and acting so ungrateful.
Pathetic, isn't he?

But...
Maybe...
Maybe it won't be as bad as he thinks, right?
Right...?
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For as long as he could remember, [MC] was someone who everybody relied on.
Be it advice, comfort or even just company, the [haircoloured] male was their support pillar.

In the past years alone though, people noticed how he distanced himself from people and new things, which surprised them greatly.
Such an open and bright boy, now only a dull and boring one.

At first, they tried to help, tried to understand but one day they just gave up.

Why bother helping someone that has no reason to feel so sad?