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Techno’s sword struck true. Ranboo’s scream of agony and anger cutting off with a wet sound as his life was snuffed out. He stepped aside as the Enderman fell. His blood red gaze fell to his final opponent.
He stepped toward the winged man. Memories started to flash through his mind; a nation forged in ice, two emeralds that forged an unbreakable bond, twin cabins in the cold. His sword hand started to shake as he grew closer. He could not stop what would come. It was his purpose.
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Phil’s eyes were calm and knowing as Techno stopped in front of him.
“I don’t want to kill you.” Techno admitted, honest. He felt the call, heard the demand. Blood for the Blood God. He resisted for now but, he glanced at the timer as it slowly ticked down, once the timer hit zero he would lose all conscious control. He would kill without mercy, slaughter everything in sight.
He didn’t want to slaughter Philza Minecraft.
Philza just smiled. “Do you think I would make you kill me, old friend? Do you think I’m that cruel?”
At his confused look, Phil motioned for him to follow. There was a staircase that led into the earth. Down they went until they stood at the bottom of the world. A hole had been opened up, exposing the Void. The concentration of leftover magic that was used to create the world was a vast thing, deadly.
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“Look at it Techno,” Philza muttered, his eyes unmoving from the swirling darkness below, “The Void, all that magic. Terrifying isn’t it? I’m standing here, staring down into it and I am afraid.”
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Techno glanced at his longtime friend before his own crimson gaze took in the darkness below. His head tilted to the side, questioning, “Why are you showing me this Philza? If you are afraid of it then why are we standing here, on its edge?” Just as his words rang out, realization suddenly came to him. His eyes widened just as Philza turned to face him, back to the Void.
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“Because,” Philza’s eyes were kind, “I’m not going to force you to kill me.”
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“There are other ways to die.”
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“Philza.” Techno’s voice cracked, tears welling up in his eyes just as he felt the change start to grip him. His vision was tinting red at the edges and the unbearable urge to rip and tear and kill was nearly choking.
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“Goodbye old friend. I’m sure we’ll meet again, someday.”
Philza gave a little salute before closing his eyes, stretching out his arms, and tipping backwards to plunge down into the Void.
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[Ph1lza fell out of the world]
A cry of pure agony tore itself from Technoblade’s throat. Tears streamed down his cheeks and he crumbled to his knees.