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“Wilby! Techie! Tell me a story!”
“Once upon a time, there lived a god, the god of chaos. Once upon a time, there lived a god, the god of peace. Once upon a time there were two gods in love, ruling in harmony. Chaos and Peace balanced each other, and the people prospered. But as time passed, and the people learned more and more, they began to wonder why they couldn’t be gods too. A terrible war broke out. Peace couldn’t stand the fighting, but Chaos loved the disunity and bloodshed the war caused. The gods disagreed, and so they too fought. In a fit of rage, Chaos banished Peace to the moon, the only place peace remained. Without Peace to balance Chaos, the world was broken. The war never ended and still is fought today.”
“I wanted to hear a true story.”
“That is a true story.”
“Is that why we live in the Arctic?”
“Yes, but one day, we’ll move back down south where we’ll start our own country, where no wars will ever hurt us again.”
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“Tubbo, you need to stop pouring over those blueprints. You’ve been stuck in the house for days. Come outside with me and Micheal.”
“Fine, go on ahead. I’ll meet you out there in a few minutes.”
Tubbo collapsed back into his chair as soon as the door clicked closed. He watched Micheal run around in the snow before flopping on his back to make a snow angel. Tubbo sighed. Ranboo was right, he needed a break. Besides, staring at these blueprints wasn’t going to magically tell him how one of his nuclear weapons disappeared from right under his nose. He rolled up the blue paper and shoved back in his drawer. Grabbing his coat, he walked to the door to join Ranboo and Micheal. That’s when the world went dark. In a blinding flash of light, everything returned to view. Except this time he wasn’t in his house. He was standing in the middle of a snowy plain. There was Ranboo and Micheal. They were right there. Tubbo started to run, but the ground dropped out from under his feet, opening into a gaping expanse. He fell, down, down, down into the crater below him. It seemed he would never hit the bottom; until he did. And he hit hard. His lungs deflated, he gasped for air. His entire leg was fireball of pain. It felt like s hundred tons had just been dropped on his body. The world spun out of control around him until everything blurred into nothingness.