Welcome to the world of hell (DSMP)

chapter 69

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I forgot to say that Y/N removed the mask that covered their eyes a long time ago so yeah. let's just say that everyone is used to their eyes because I'm dumb.

dream pov:

after so long. so, so long. I finally found them..

Y/N pov:

I was by the crator of what used to be l'manburg. why? I was singing 'My L' manburg'. it was one of the last songs created before it all blew up.

a godly figure was standing behind me.
"why are you singing that song?"
"it gives me memories."
he sat down beside me.
"Y/N. what are emotions?"
I looked at him like he was dumb.

'how does he not know what emotions are?'
I asked myself. he shrugged.
"can you stop doing that mind thing? it's annoying and my thoughts are private."
"fine. only if you tell me."
"well that's a difficult question. there are different types of emotions. happyness, sadness, pain and so many more."

a frown came on his face. or at lest I think it did.
"what emotions have you felt so far?"
"joy, amusement, sadness and irritation."

***

after explaining most of the emotions to him and how humans work, he had a slight understanding of them. we said our goodbyes and went our own ways.

I haven't been talking to Wilbur lately. nor Sam or anyone but lucky, philza and dreamXD. I should probably cheak up on them. expecially when Wilbur needs to deal with Tommy.

they didn't live far from Las nevadas still. a tall man was standing outside a wooden house. the lights inside were on and another figure was inside.

as I got closer, it was obvious that Wilbur was smoking outside and Tommy was doing God knows what, inside.
"Wilbur!"
the man looked around a bit before acting my eye.
"oh, Y/N, darling, w-what are you doing here?"
he seemed to be a bit nervous as I walked up to him. he was still looking around, avoiding my eye contact.

"are you okay Wilbur? you seem a nervous. are you hiding something?"
"of course not! nothing wrong! why don't we go inside!"
suspicious, I agreed with his offer. he dropped his cigarette and stopped on it.

when I entered, I got a huge headache. a strong smell of smoke and alcohol filled the room.
"how the hell does Tommy live in this condition?"
I ask myself. the walls were covered with random questions and maths? as if one of them were trying to calculate something.

"Tommy isn't here right now. he's with quackity. so you don't need to worry about him."
he collapsed on the couch that was in the room. I sat down next to him.
"what's all this?"
I motioned to all the writing.
"don't mind that. just some random drawing y'know."

he tried to hide all of them. it was strange since Wilbur nor Tommy had the tenancy to draw. expecially on the walls. it was too childish for the both of them.

we talked until Tommy came back. I got up and greeted the boy. he looked drained.
"why the fuck do you look so tired?"
"quackity was dragging me around all day."
"classic quackity. I should get going now."
just as I was about to open the door, Wilbur grabbed my wrist and pulled me away.

"why don't you stay for a bit longer? we still have SO much to talk about!"
"Wilbur. we literally talked about everything."
"just stay for a little longer. I really enjoy your company!"
he was acting really strange. this was the last straw.
"let go. you've been acting weird all day."
there was noise from outside the door. a huge smile was spread across wilbur's face.

a familiar green man walked through the door.
"what did I miss?"
he asked. I backed up into Wilbur. he still had a sick smile on his face.
"long time no see Y/N. when was the last time we saw? when you tried to kill yourself?"

I pushed Wilbur away and grabbed my knife that I had on me.
"get the fuck away from me you creep! Wilbur! he's dangerous! get away!"
"Y/N. this is for the better. dream isn't a bad person! he revived me! I owe him."
I felt sick. sick of their bullshit.

Tommy ran out of his room to see the commotion.
"what the fuck is dream doing here!?"
"Tommy, why don't you go back to your room. this is for the adults to take care of."
wilbur was already getting irritating from his brother's presence.
"you can't boss me around anymore, wilbur. I'm fucking 27 now! I'm sick of your shit."

he grabbed my wrist and ran. I could barely keep up. we jumped out of his window and left to quackity. he was someone that we both could trust and was also close. but we would need to move quick since Wilbur would know Tommy would go here.

***

Tommy explained everything to quackity as I walked away. I had no point to be there. yes, it would be dangerous leaving but I'm bored.

once again, a familiar god came around.
"hello, Y/N."
"is George asleep again?"
he nodded. XD would usually visit me when George is sleeping.
"are we friends?"
he randomly asked me.
"what? yeah. but why would yo ask that?"

"because me and George are friends. but he keeps asking me for things. why don't you do the same?"
"XD, that isn't friends. friends don't use each other. friends are people that you feel comfortable around and hang around."
he looked even more confused.

***

after a while of silence, he randomly spoke up again.
"if you could stop the smp from being destroyed, would you?"
"of course! this is my and so many other's home!"
"even if you had to sacrifice yourself?"
I stopped in my tracks and stayed silent for a second before mumbling my answer.
"yes.."

"would you really? do you really want to go back to that hell of mirrors for everyone else? just think for a second. what have they done to help you in any way? didn't they all betray you? and it wouldn't even matter to you. you're not even from here."
I forgot I wasn't from here. I didn't think about it all that way.
"I'm not sure anymore.."

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