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Different reactions spark new realities and realizations for others the reaction was dedicated to. To say I was the least bit surprised to see the sign in the gate of our new kingdom would be quite a different opinionated reaction. In which I was lead to stand by my hybrid piglin companion to watch from afar as the leader of this newborn nation declared what would be the start of war.

His words spoke truth and I would be lying if I said I didn't believe the sweet new found determination to be a reality but thus ... everything comes with a price. 

"Independence or death. If we get no revolution then we want nothing... we would rather die the to give into you and join your smp." I felt my hand tense on the hilt of my sword ready to cut and defend against anyone who hurts the company of the fair town. And maybe more of Wilbur.

"Very well.." the green blob said his voice gave off the intentions of a killer I heard fire then... BOOM!

I ran to get the brunet to protect him from the blast but I was pushed back also and everything went became blurry. 

A warrior shall never faint in the admits of a battle but I was exhausted and as inevitable as a bird is to fly in sight of danger, my eyes shut in a faint.

But Wilbur.

He drove me insane... why is he always on my mind... why... do I care so much...

Is this insanity? 

Obsession?

A/n: AHHH RUSHED HOPED YOU LIKED BYEEEEE