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What happens in the pit stays in the pit. Thats common knowledge. Atleast in theyre family.
Wilbur didn't know why Techno was so obssed with that rule but he could not complain. Free entertainment.
When Techno yelled his chant of Blood for the Blood god as Tommy fell, Tommy couldn't not smile. It was good that he stood by his root even after leaving. But it wasn't till his stay with him in exile that he asked.
"Techno? " he asked while they were cooking dinner. Techno didnt look up from his potatos but made a noise of acknowledgement. He heard him.
"Why do you worship the Blood God? "
That got Techno to turn around. "What do you mean? " he asked.
Tommy smiled. "You know? Why do you worship them? The Blood God? "
"He is my savior. " no hesitance in his words. Just raw, sincere adoration.
"He saved me from a false god, being eaten and so many more things. He was there for me- no us. All of his followers. All of his subjects. I'm forever in his debt. "
Techno's eyes were filled with adoration, a rare emotion for him, as he pulled a golden necklace out from under his poets shirt. It had the shape of a skull and an odd red marking on its forehead.
"He is the only reason im not dead yet. He tought me how to fight. Spared me when I lost and revived me more than once. "
And that was that. They resumed to cooking.
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It pained Tommy to see the hurt and betrayal in Technos eyes but it had to be done. It would be harder to help him if he trusted Tommy. He wouldn't get mad. So he choose L'manburg over him. It's destruction was just an unfortunate loss.
Three weeks later he stood before Technos door again. He knocked and waited. A minute later Tecno opend the door.
"Phil did you forget your picka- Tommy. Why are you here. Leave. " he sounded angry. Understandable.
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It was getting loud and his vision was getting red. "LEAVE" he growled. But Tommy stood. The last thing he saw before his sight was overtaken, was Tommy's grin and the sadness in his eyes.
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Techno was hungry. This was a common occurrence. Spider fodder doesn't get food. They are to be eaten. Why would they get food?
The spider mumbeld to itself as it looked at them one by one. Its eyes skimmed over his row and Techno never felt so small. Its eyes stopped on him and Techno stopped breathing. This was it. He was taken of the tree he was webbed on and put on the smaller one. Mabye. Just mabye, he had a chance of survival. The spider always sold its vicitims if you came before he ate. Smd so he hoped.
After three hours he gave up. He was losing hope fast and he was getting ready to die when the black mist parted. Someone came! Hope filled him. Finally!
The being that walked in was a lamb. Techno had to blink twice. He couldn't belive his eyes. He lived with a family of them in his old village till the bishops came and took them. A prophecy or something. But the other thing that caught his attention was the black crown on theyre head. It looked like those of the bishops.
They walked up to the spider. It grinned. "Yeeessss.... You like? I find many of these tasty morsels... "
They looked at the spider in slight disturbance before giving it twenty coins.
It grinned and freed him from his prison of web. He wanted to cry. He was free. Suddently the floor vanished from under him. He didn't care. Whoever that was was his savior. He'd do anything for them. Even wait in a red void for eternety.
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Techno awoke to the smell of pumpkin stew.
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He sat up and looked around. It wasn't late enough for Phil to be back so who was cooking?
Just as he thought about that someone walked in. It was Tommy. In his hands a little bowl of steaming pumpkin stew. Strangely chat was silent.
"Sorry for that man. Had to knock you out so chat shuts up. " he talked as if this was normal. As if Tommy didn't just win a fight against THE Technoblade. As if he could have always done that.
"What are you doing here? " he growled. "You betrayed me. Left me for the government. Why? Why? WHY? " He was angry. So indescribably angry. How DARE Tommy show up and act like nothing happend. Like he hasnt taken his trust and crushed it. Techno pointfully ignores the little simmer of sadness and focuses on the pure anger.
Till Tommy places the bowl of stew in his hands and pats him on the shoulder. "It'll be alright. You're safe now. "
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"You left for long Tech. We were all waiting for you, you know. " Tommy took on a sad tone of voice. "You're the only reason im here now. Im not sure if Narinda is the safest choice to lead. "
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"Now eat. We'll talk later. " And for some reason...
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Techno complied.