Unexpected meeting - Technoblade x Reader
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 59m
  • Reads 801
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 11
  • Time 59m
Complete, First published Feb 02, 2021
You and your best friend go on an adventure into the nether. You run into someone while running for your life, will he help you or leave you to die?

This story is a she/her reader story.
It most likely has a few spelling mistakes so sorry for that, but I'll try and fix as many as I can.

Rather slow updates so sorry for that too.

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Bit of violence (but I don't know)
Swearing 

I can't remember who the creator for this cover art was I just found it 

I don't know what I'm doing so please if you read this just bare with me.
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PHANTASM SERIES BOOK FIVE ---- Tryst (noun): a private romantic rendezvous between lovers, "a moonlight tryst". ---- Your eyes drifted upwards catching onto the glint of the sword that had saved you and following the curve of the blade upwards until you came to a knarled hand, with dirt under the fingernails. You followed the arm upwards until you reached his face - partly obscured underneath a green and white striped hat. You were able to catch onto blue eyes and the scruff of a beard underneath a mop of blonde hair though. What drew your attention most though, was the crow's wings behind him, flared out and glinting by the light of the sword. You hadn't even heard him swoop down for the approach. For someone who hadn't been seen in over a century, the Angel of Death looked young... too young. But then he was spinning away, wings flapping behind him so that he hovered over the ground as he sliced through anything that came too close for comfort. Even the skeletons a ways away weren't safe from his flames when their zombie counterparts came staggering too close. Soon enough, the dark forest was alight with burning undead creatures, providing a light source for you to stagger up to your feet as the Angel slid his sword back into it's scabbard. You weren't expecting him to round on you like he did, fire in his eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"