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IN WHICH: Angels and demons don't mix, and when they do, demons tend to chase after them, trying to kill every last one of the hybrids. So before they could even speak a word, Ranboo and (Y/N) were sent to the Overworld to seek cover from death. But they find the two anyways. --- Eventually, Techno stopped. We made our way a couple meters away before stopping and looking towards him curiously. Was this the best decision? No. But are we dumb seventeen year olds? Oh most definitely. Techno stood still for a moment, looking at the ground, before sighing and nodding to himself- what I thought was himself. He looked towards us. "You're lucky that Dan got through to him." "Philza?" Ranboo asked quietly. Techno made a noise that was in between a laugh and a scoff. "Yeah." Tubbo let out a breath of relief as he leaned on the wall, sinking to the ground, practically collapsing. "I have never ran more in my life." "At least we're alive." I muttered as Ranboo fell down backwards as well, landing on the cloud floor in relief. "I'm so tired." he groaned. I simply sat back right on my ass, breathing out harshly. OR I squeezed Ranboo in a hug one last time before laying him down on the cloudy floor, a little closer to Tubbo before stepping over him, sword still in hand. "You killed my best friends." I glared as Techno watched as always, nonchalant. "You killed my best friends!" "It's my job, kid." "Fuck you." Techno swung his axe idly, "as an assassin, I get that more than you'd think." He sighed, "wanna get this started?" "Oh I want this more than just started." I scoffed, "I want you dead." "You can try." --- 100 views - 2021-11-12
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