And with that; one of the segments I was looking forward to writing is completed and I know a good handful of you were super pissed with me during it xD.

I'll be honest; I wasn't even planning for Socks and Meme to hit such a big angst-berg but SOMEONE pointed out they were the only relationship that didn't have any angst (Looking at you @SleepFor1 lol)

But the downfall of Joocie x Tbh was planned from the beginning. Like since before I left for BootCamp but I didn't want to just jump ahead to that part and I am so proud of myself on how the path leading to it turned out.

The question that remains: should Joocie forgive Tbh? and should the two even become friends again?

I'll gauge what everyone thinks and plan according to that :>

But rest assured: Joocie will be okay from here on out. It may be a while for him to work through the trauma of everything, but he will be okay. I'm gonna have to figure out the next segment name; so keep an eye out for it!

I'm also thinking of doing a new book since this book is almost hitting 80 parts haha 😅

It'll follow the same storyline as this book but would be a book without so many parts. I'm still deciding if I want to continue with the next few segments in this book or do the next one and then open Volume 2.

Keep your eyes peeled and have a good night/day! :>

Walking down the cold hallway, Syce kept his hands in his pockets with his head hung low. The news has already spread like wildfire since this is the age of the internet, but to have it spread this fast was so surreal.

Technoblade had passed after his last battle with cancer and has and still was devastating everyone.

Well...that's what everyone else believes.

Syce huffed quietly and shook his head, regaining his composure as he kept walking. He shouldn't get hung up on this, it was a job just like every other hit he has done. Offing Technoblade was no different; Lord Roserade wanted him gone and to go against Lord Roserade's wishes is a death sentence. So why was it rubbing him the wrong way? He slowly came to a stop just in front of an archway leading into a closed-off room; something didn't feel right about this. He has done about 58 other assigned hits and each one made him feel better after the last, but this one it...

"Tch." He grunted quietly, closing his eyes and shaking his head again; trying to shake off the bad feeling stuck to him as he slowly made his way to the closed-off room. He quickly pulled out a key card and scanned the security box, unlocking the door, and quietly invited himself inside.

Inside stood a large screen with multiple cameras on one end of the room, a desk with five monitors set up on top of a dark blue rug, and large windows behind the desk. On the other side of the room was a large wooden board with a multitude of names and old code names on it; with the latest addition was the name and photograph of Technoblade.

Not looking up from his desk; Roserade quickly spoke up once the door was shut behind Syce, "Well?"

Syce seemed to linger in place for a brief moment before quickly pulling out a small knife, tossing it to his right as it hit the photo of Technoblade in the center. He sighed quietly and quietly moved his hand back to his side "he has been eliminated; as requested. Made it look like a natural passing, much to my dismay" he huffed quietly and rolled his eye "since you WOULD NOT let me do it how I wanted, I taunted him by dressing up as one of his pathetic friends, ugh." He narrowed his gaze as he didn't dare to look straight at Roserade.

"Hm, so you have managed to complete this hit." Roserade let out a silent laugh "the entire media does believe he passed away naturally; I wouldn't have expected less from the ArchAngel. Five years away in a psych ward and you're still the same."

"Mn-Hm" was all Syce hummed in reply as he kept his gaze away from Roserade. "I still do not understand how his passing benefits the project Lord Roserade. From what I have gathered in the past weeks was that his crown was sent straight to Youtube HQ for a memorial and only his family has access to it." He grumbled and narrowed his eye "and you are aware that they would not give it up easily-"

""

Syce quickly froze and turned to look straight at Roserade, instantly going quiet. Roserade was looking right back at Syce with his hands clasped together on the desk as he had moved the monitor set out of the way, he seemed to be grinning under his mask. "I think you have forgotten those pathetic friends of his. I don't believe Techno would have let his crown that we have constructed for him be put in such an obvious place; he would have known that we could raid the HQ and take it as we please." He moved one hand up to motion Syce to come forward as he opened one of the side drawers.

Syce quickly obeyed and moved up to the desk, still silent as Roserade pulled out a photograph and held it tightly in his hand.

"I know the person he gave his crown to."

Roserade gently tapped his desk as he handed the photo over to Syce "If CandleQueen somehow manages to complete her task; consider this your next assignment." Syce quietly took the photo from Roserade and looked at it before looking a little alarmed but somehow managing to keep his cool. He cleared his throat quietly and looked at Roserade with uncertainty "Um...Dream, Lord Roserade?"

"Yes. If CQ completes her mission; find Dream and lure him here. He's one of the few well-known individuals who has not yet joined our ranks. I'm sure you are aware of what could lure him here." He moved his chair back slightly from the desk and turned around to face the windows "I know you won't disappoint me ArchAngel."

Syce looked back down at the photo in his hands as he shook his head a bit, putting the photo away in his pocket before daring to move around Roserades desk and face him "A-Are you sure Lord Roserade? He is one of the most elusive people on the planet. Even if what you are suggesting could easily lead him here how are you-"

Roserade almost instantly got up from his seat, grabbing Syce by his throat and shoving him up against the window as Syce quickly went quiet. Roserade glared at him as he started strangling him with his hand "How you question me ArchAngel. Remember, this very project is what made you immortal and I could EASILY take it away! You were given an order, so I suggest you fucking follow it with no questions asked. Understood?" Syce looked horrified as he quickly nods, unable to speak as Roserade was crushing his larynx. After a few beats, Roserade let go of Syce and let him fall to the floor, taking in ragged breaths.

He seemed to stare at his pawn for a while before turning away, walking back to his chair, and sitting down. "You are dangerously close to ending up like Taah, Syce. So watch it."

"...u-understood Lord Roserade..." Syce quietly muttered before pulling himself standing. He quickly made his way back over to the door and quietly let himself out.