Technoblade Oneshots

"Ozymandias"

TW: 

- Blood

- Arson

- Doomsday

- Inspired by Sad-ist Ozymandias

- my terrible writing 

P.S: It's  short :c

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I met a traveller from an antique land that said,

He was standing in the desert, his cloak wrapped tightly around him, the sand whizzing past his pointy elf ears as the wind shaped the sand dunes. His strawberry pink hair flowing in the wind.

Two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert,

He squinted up at two statues, made of stone.

Near then, on the sand,

He looked to his left and noticed an object in the sand. He walked towards it. Curious at what he would see.

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies,

He merely stood there and stared at the stone statue, half sunk in the sand.

Whose frown and wrinkled lip,

He observed the statue, and noticed every small crack and speck of sand on the said statue.

And sneer of cold command,

He observed the statues, face more closely. 

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

He went to stand on a distant sand dune, looking at the statue at a distance. Moments passed and he found himself underneath the shadow of an obsidian grid, his trident covered in blood in his hands.

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;

L'manburgs flag waved hello to the flames that soon engulfed it in the wind.

And on the pedestal, these words appear: 

Words yet to be spoken revealed themselves on the pedestal of New L'manburg.

My name is Ozymandias King of Kings,

An old leader of L'manburg appeared, anger danced in his eyes as the once beautiful land he had created, turned to dust.

Look on my works, ye mighty and despair,

History was repeating itself, over and over. Technoblade fired his firework at two traumatised children, who fought in many wars.

Nothing beside remains,

TNT Rained from the sky, destroying L'manburg

Round the decay of that colossal wreck,

Withers summoned by his master roared, destroying everything that went in their path.

Boundless and bare,

All there was was destruction, blood roaring in Technoblades ears

The lone and level sands,

Wilbur Soots unfinished symphony met bedrock. Sounds of explosions, the crackling of fire, the roaring of withers. Screams of mercy at one's hand. all faded to nothing. 

stretch far away.

L'manburg's crater stretched hundreds of blocks, Nothing was left of what was once a living, thriving nation of people. 

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