We are getting things situated here at my new home although my parents are on my ass about getting a job like NOW.

But I am slowly feeling comfortable enough to start writing again so be on the look out :>

For now here is something to sustain you (i was working on art regarding this and my brain decided to write this up so here you go my readers)

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-heeeh....I can't breathe….-

-....why can't I breathe?-

-....something burns…like-bad-real bad..!-

-I-I can't move-! Dammit why can't I move!? I can't see, I can't f-feel and I CAN'T FUCKING–

Taking in a sharp gasp, Technoblades eyes shot open wide as he laid on…something. He started breathing heavily as he blinked a few times, trying to gain sense of where he was and what was going on. Everything felt fuzzy and his vision was hazy…well he thinks it's hazy. All he saw was pitch black, now that wasn't right. Why was everything so dark? He turned his head to the left and saw only black again. Turning over to the right, still the same scenario.

Well now that's odd.

Grunting quietly at how stiff he noticed his body was feeling, Techno very carefully helped himself stand up to look around.

Nothing at all sides.

He decided to start walking in a random direction to see if he would run into anything. The sounds around him shifted from a faint breeze of wind to the sound of walking in water despite his hospital socks not becoming wet. Oh, right he was still in his gown and shorts from before the surgery. Something still felt odd as he slowly came to a stop, looking around once more before glancing down at his feet.

Techno noticed that it really was like he was walking on water, because he could see his reflection. He looked the same as he did the previous day until he looked a little closer and noticed he had glowing pink marks all over. That caught him off guard as he stumbled back and fell on his ass, startled at what he saw. He took a minute before glancing over at his hand and looked.

Every single artery and vein was visible as very bright pink lines. He looked at his other arm to see the same thing and traced the lines back to his heart that was glowing as well.

"Eh!? What the-?" Now this was freaky deaky. His entire blood system was visible and for what reason? It was almost as bad as the feeling that someone was following him.

"Well, you aren't that far off Technoblade. I'll give you that."

Techno let out a yelp as he stumbled onto his feet, spinning around quickly to be at a distance from someone. He blinked before narrowing his eyes as the person came closer; they didn't look like anyone else he had seen "ehh? Who are you? How do you know my name?"

The person in question stopped just some 6 feet away and tilted her head, searching him with their gaze for a minute before remembering something. "Wait wait give me a sec.." They muttered before she dug into her sweatpants pocket "I always forget what to say; it's been a minute since anyone's been sent to ." Techno looked deeply confused as the person pulled out a small card and took an extra three steps forward.

"Hello there Technoblade," they cleared their throat and tossed the card away before making a dramatic gesture with her arms. "I am the one known in this plane of existence as 'The Creator'; the person solely responsible for the creation of the universe you just perished from. No I am not 'god', I do not see myself as a god. And you are here because you have been killed in my world, so here you end up" she slowly gestured her hand around "my little space in between my reality and my world I dub: ."

Techno stood there dumbfounded as The Creator shrugged her shoulders "I know I could have done a BETTER job naming this place but I am content with this place being called what it is. Oh don't worry it's not all darkness and sadness: I have plenty of space that suits any afterlife you want! Although I dunno how i'm gonna break it to everyone else that you are now here-"

" 'Everyone else'?" Technoblade cut off, tilting his head as The Creator looked at him. "Hm? Oh yeah. But don't worry it's not THAT many people; it's only four other poor souls at the minute. I know in my reality he did send well wishes for your actual death, I just dunno how Squid is gonna react to you-" Techno's eyes quickly widened as he grew tense "SQUIDKID IS HERE?" The Creator blinked for a minute before snapping out of it. "Ah! Right yeah he's in this place as well."

Techno looked tense as he rubbed his face anxiously, messing up his glasses as The Creator waved their hands gently "oh but don't worry I didn't say that you accidently made a deal with Roserade and had him killed by the ArchAngel. All he's aware of was that he was growing potatoes and suddenly: pop! Into he came without knowing what happened. I would say the same for you and the other three, but I'm fairly certain you recall what led you here right?"

Fuck that's right, the last thing he remembers was- "the ArchAngel" he muttered quietly as he glanced down at his arms, looking at the marks again. "Succinylcholine overdose and forced to sleep with Chloroform." The Creator muttered silently themself as she looked away "in this area those marks show clearly how you were killed. If you think that's the worst you should see Gab; the ArchAngel gutted him out and in this area his entire rib cage will glow…"

The air grew heavy after that as Techno refused to look at the essential god before him. This was all so much to take in; he was dead and now he was put in this place? And what did they mean by 'my reality'? Where there other places? Was the people who did so many things on alternate universes really not crazy?

"Before you ask; you are dead Technoblade. There isn't any way I can send you back into the world." Techno was caught off guard as he turned to look at The Creator as she continued. "Anyone who dies in my world will inevitably end up here. Anyone who wishes a favor from me would be sent to the Wish Plane, other than that the only people who will enter The Void are those who are dead and who are comatose. I don't intend on any living person coming here and if they do; they will not remember a lick about this when they wake up." Clearing her throat, The Creator opened up a screen above her left arm like Tari from Smg4 and typed in something. The air became colder as a door appeared behind them, the screen going away as they turned "now, let's get you settled into the Afterlife rooms with the others huh?"

"W-wait.." Techno quietly muttered as he glanced around, almost dreading asking. He knew Roserade was going after his crown and he felt foolish in thinking he could dupe him with a fake being sent to Youtube HQ. "...will, everyone else be okay?"

The Creator seemed to linger for a minute before turning around. "I will be honest: I cannot guarantee that. Whatever happens now isn't really in my control; what I will promise is that no matter what happens to them, be it they are dead or alive…your friends will be safe." She turned around and pushed the door open as light quickly started flooding in, blinding his vision.

"But I cannot shield them from what will take place in your absence."

(Also i did not know how to do She/They pronouns correctly so if anyone is triggered im sorry 😅)