Chapter 2

                                    

                                          
Third POV

                          
Tommyinnit tried to swim in lava.


                          
When that message came into the chat, it was as if the entire server stopped. Everything froze in shock from that message, that impossible statement that the system had just put into the chat. It wasn’t possible. 
                          
In L’manberg, Tubbo stood with Fundy, Ranboo, and Quackity frozen in shock. Tubbo was the first to snap out of it. “No… it isn’t- it isn’t possible! It’s lying… surely it’s lying. It- it can’t be true! Right?” Tubbo said, almost breathless. Suddenly his breath quickened, and he put his hands to the side of his head, pressing hard and grabbing his hair. “No.. NO! A- Aa- AAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!” He screamed collapsing onto his knees. Heavy tears streamed down his face and onto the ground. He screamed again, overcome by complete grief and agony at Tommy's death.
                          
    His screams were heard all across the server. And with them, everyone snapped out of it. They knew. Everyone had their own reaction. Some began to cry at the loss. Others began to mourn his passing. Others still started to wonder how someone as positive, as crazy, as… Tommyinnit as Tommy had died. “Tried to swim in lava” wasn’t enough. How did it happen? What had transpired to cause him to die? Who had killed him?
                          
    However there were a few reactions from his family, friends and enemies that were different. 
                          
    In the safety of the frozen tundra and in the warm comforting place that Technoblade called home, Techno saw the message. He did a double take. He opened the chat fully and stared at it. ‘It’s not possible.’ He thought. He stumbled backwards and landed against the wall, just barely managing to catch himself. He felt like he was going to puke. “Tommy… you…” He stuttered out. 
                          
He looked down at his feet, still not quite processing what was going on. “He can’t have died.” He said out loud. He raised his hands in front of his face, watching them tremble. Tommy had betrayed him. Used him as a weapon. But Tommy was still his little brother, and he deeply cared for him, even after pogtopia. He had never wanted him to die! A tear plopped down onto one of his shaking hands. Another. As he felt the hot tears silently coming down his face, he dropped his hands to his sides, clenching his fists and allowing himself to show weakness just this once. 
                          
Dream was in a forest somewhere, and as soon as he saw it he found himself deeply annoyed. This was going to cause a lot of problems for him. He thought he had taught Tommy a lesson, but it appears he went a bit too far. ‘I wonder if he realized’ He thought to himself. ‘This is going to be such an inconvenience. He brought attachment to the server, and all I can do at this point is just hope the others will be able to continue creating them. Jeez… all that work for nothing.’ He grit his teeth. “DAMMIT” he shouted. “Had to be an annoyance till the bitter end, huh?!” He smiled in frustration, taking off his mask and running his other hand through his hair.
                          
‘It’s done now, nothing I can do. I’ll just have to deal with the consequences now.’ He thought. “Ok, let’s think.” He said to himself, sitting down on a nearby rock. ‘I’ll be in a lot of trouble with Tubbo. He’ll be pretty pissed I let his precious Tommy die. I guess I’ll just have to grin and bear it. Perhaps I’ll act sad. He’s pretty emotion driven so if it seems like I regret it he might not get as mad. One benefit is that he might start being more logic driven. I’ll have more control that way, so that’s good. I still need that damn disc Tubbo’s been holding to though. Even though Tommy’s dead, they can still be used as leverage so I shouldn’t ignore them. I suppose the best course of action now would be to head back to L’manberg to face them. Yeah. I’ll head there now.’ Dream stood up and put his mask back on. He sighed, then began to walk back.
                          
When Phil saw, he instantly knew it was true. He instantly broke down. He buried his hands in his face and cried. He sobbed and hiccuped for a solid minute before saying anything. “My son… Two of my sons, dead!” Techno was the only one left. ‘I should have been there for him, I should have been better, been in his life. Maybe this wouldn’t have happened… no. I can’t blame myself. It’ll be Wilbur all over again. I can’t do that to myself again. Oh Tommy…’ 
                          
The whole server was consumed in grief, regret, and confusion at the youngest member’s death. Tubbo made a grave for him in L’manberg, holding a funeral for the citizens. However, nobody gave a thought to what had happened after he died.