"Gaddamit. Another shipping?"

"Shut it Theseus."

"Quite an annoying child, we're gonna get caught."

"The three of you, shut the fuck up."

****

"Alright. That's all you have to do, and of course don't mess with anything in the museum."

"I won't."

"Okay. Good luck, see you tomorrow Sam." Sam waves at his manager and takes a sip of his coffee. He glances at the monitors and sighs, putting down the mug of coffee and wears the mask. "Another night." Sam is a night guard in the museum, he likes his job as it is quite peaceful but also kind of scary as he is alone, so there's always that young kid named Ranboo looking at the cameras and talking to him by the radio, but today he has some college work to catch up. So Sam is alone tonight.

Sam looks at the time to see it's 11 p.m. and thought of going to check out the new arrived statues on the new area. They were made of marble and was carefully carved by the maker. He's kinda excited to see these Marble statues as Marble is quite hard to carve with. Turning on his flashlight, he flashed it on the first statue he sees.

The statue look like a young teen, proudly smiling and raising his sword like he won a war, and the statue was almost the same height as Sam. Quite an odd choice of outfit, a simple shirt that would belong in the modern world, shorts that reached his knees and he wears leather sandals. "Thomas Kraken Innit." Sam read the plate. "Weird."

-Thomas "Tommy" Kraken Innit-
-The Wandering Life-

If Sam remembered correctly, the boy cannot seem to find what he is looking for in his life, causing others to feel hurt and distant themselves away from the teen as they took the thought of the boy just using them to gain on what he needs.

Sam backs up and looks at the second statue. This one just looks smug and mischievous, the maker have done quite an excellent job with the expression on the man's face.

-Wilbur Gold Soot-
-The Unfinished Symphony-

Wilbur was a prince who went on his way to create a country with his young brother, to rule that country with him. Unfortunately, another have stepped in their lands and have taken the crown from Wilbur, exiling them immediately on the festival. Wilbur spent time underground with a few people, and blew up the country to nothing but a crater.

Sam flashes his light on the Prince's face and check out the outfit before moving to another. This man looks a little older than the others, somewhere in his 30s, and holds a gentle smile on his face.

-Philza Minecraft-
-The Angel of Death-

Minecraft is a game in Sam's modern world, so it was quite odd how someone ancient have the name first.

Philza is a man who have lived for many years, some have titled him immortal, but have died to the poisons of a spider, big as a human, and an undead child. Philza have created structures alone, flying above oceans and some say he have drained about a country sized of the ocean to reveal Atlantis. Some books say that the Angel is the husband of the Goddess of Death, but they are never sure if it's true or not.

Sam moves to the last one and looks at the plate.

-Technoblade-
-The Blood God-

Technoblade, also known as the Emperor of the Antarctic. He was a friend of the Angel of Death, ruling the empire beside him. But other than that, he was... An anarchist. Oddly fashionable for an anarchist. Technoblade was known to win in the Arena, one who have climbed the ranks quickly and may had a potato war with someone named Squid. Nobody really believes that part of history and they just brush it off of the author being bored and joke about it. But no one knows how he really disappeared one day.

Sam reaches for the scar on the statue's nose and hums when it was smooth on his finger tips. He takes his hand back when he heard a noise somewhere in the museum. He left the room quickly to check out where that noises came from. "Who's there?"

That's where he noticed the bones of the dinosaur is missing. "How the fuck... No way." He stared with disbelief on the empty display, where the dinosaur should be. "Where are you hiding?!" There was no way one person could've took all those bones one by one without breaking everything.

Steps.

The ground shakes a little and he turns around to be face to face with something. His light flash above and he gasps when he the dinosaur stared down at him. Its mouth opens, as if roaring at him. Even with no noise, it terrifies Sam and he dashes down the hallway. The dinosaur followed him with loud footsteps.

On his way down, he notices how every statues and paintings have started to move, he hears people yelling, and chattering. This never happened before and he did not like this. Sam still continues to run down hallways, trying to lose the dinosaur on his tail, he just ran back in the new room and closes the door on his back.

"Wh-" he holds his breath and stares at the sword pointed at his neck. "This seems to be the night guard." The Marble statue spoke. "That's the shittiest green hair I've ever seen in my life."

"Now, be nice Tommy. It seems like this is his first time seeing us coming alive. I'm sure the others have awaken as well."

"Dear god, he's taller than me even though I am carved."

"I- wh- what's going on? Is this some kind of Prank? Ranboo! I swear to god!" Sam yelled and looks at the cameras.

"Unfortunately this is no prank or whatever you mortals call it, we are quite alive as you can see." Technoblade lowers his sword and gestures at the four of them.

"No way."

"Yes, way!" The teen grins and pats Sam on the back. "Hey, Tommy! Let's go explore this museum!" Sam did not even notice Wilbur have slipped past him and opened the doors. "On it!"

"Be careful you two!" Philza reminded.

Sam looks back at the two and see Philza giving him an apologetic smile. "I know this is a shock to you but we have no answers how we are alive, so we cannot help you. Just please, do not tell anyone and do not call the guards or what you call the cops." Sam slightly nods, still confused.

"Were you chased by a beast?" Technoblade asks. "Uhh the dinosaur? Oh. Yeah."

Technoblade chuckles. "Ahh, same old."

"Techno, I'm gonna go look after Tommy and Wilbur, are you gonna be alright alone?"

"Yeah... Sure."

"Alright then. See ya." The man left the room, leaving two big dudes who are almost the same height and holding the same kind of intimidating aura. "May you tour me around?" The anarchist breaks the silence and Sam just nods, still trying to process of the unbelievable that happened. He could not be dreaming and it was confirmed when he felt the marbled hand wrap on his arm. "You do know you have to lead."

"Yeah, I know. I.. This is just so... Weird." Sam internally cringes.

"First time for everything." Technoblade shrugs and follows beside Sam.

While Sam tours Technoblade around the museum, he seems to be anxious of what the other beings will do in the museum, where will they go if doors were opened? Oh god, are the windows closed? "Relax yourself, night guard. It seems the others have already experienced being alive before, they know what to do and when to sleep. Do not worry too much."

"How can I not worry when I've worked here for nearly 2 year's and I might lose it the moment something is missing, something broken, or something is out of place!" Technoblade puts a hand on the guard's shoulder and takes it back when Sam flinched from the touch. "I-... I can't... I can't be too careless." Technoblade looks at him and nods. "Very well then."

"Techno?"

Technoblade blinks and looks around the area to look for the voice. "Techno! Down here! Here!" Sam gently taps on Technoblade's shoulder and points at where the voice is. "Tommy?" The miniature size copy of Tommy was waving at Techno by the mini cliff of the country named L'manberg. The country that Wilbur Soot created. The mini Wilbur climbed up at the cliff too and waves at Techno.

Techno moves to the display and smiles. "Hey."

"Damn! You look like a real god in this view!" Tommy laughs and Techno playfully scoffs, gently poking Tommy's chest with his pinky. "Oh shut up."

"Would miniatures and the original sizes have the same memory or are they individuals?"

"Hmm. Good question. I do believe we have individual memories but I am not sure of others."

"Wait! Wait! Password!" Tommy yells and points a finger at Technoblade. "Theseus."

"Alright! You're the Technoblade we've met before!"

"There are Technoblade's?"

Wilbur pats Tommy's head and takes over. "We do not know. We have not met any other like you. You seem to be the only one."

"Sad. Could have created an army by now."

Sam blinks and zones out the conversation, thinking about the marble statue. Technoblade was more expensive than the other three Marble statues, Wilbur, Philza, and Tommy. Could it be possible that Technoblade is an original? "Night guard? Hello?" Sam snaps out of his thoughts and look at Technoblade. "My name is Sam."

"Oh. Huh."

"I uh I was just thinking of something."

"Care to share?"

"When you were moved here, you are kinda very expensive than Philza, Thomas, and Wilbur."

"Is that so?" Technoblade never really heard about how much he costs, how much his whole family costs. "Let's go to the archives and look for your history." Technoblade waves at the mini Wilbur and Tommy and follows behind Sam to the archive room. They search for Technoblade's name in the shelves that starts with T.

Flipping pages to pages.

"I found my name." Technoblade carefully hands the book to Sam and Sam holds it. While Sam reads, Technoblade just stares at Sam, examining tiny details on the human. Sam looks young to Technoblade, he and his family have met night guards that are mostly on their 40s or older than that, he guess the night guard infront of him right now is close in his 20s.

"Say... How old are you?"

"Hm?" Sam looks up at Techno and raises an eyebrow. "How old are you?" Techno repeated.

"Oh. Um. I'm 25."

"Huh. You're older than me."

"Pfft. No way, history says you're about 27 before you disappeared."

"That is false. I was 21 years old when I decided to retire from the public."

"Wait what?"

"I'm currently 22, the source is trust me bro from YouTube."

"What the fuck?"

Hold on. Erasing scene. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. Done.

"Wait what? You retired? At 21???"

"That's a lot of questions. Yes, I've spent my whole childhood fighting against people stronger and bigger than me just for bread to feed my siblings."

"You had siblings?"

"I'm guessing the history has not written that down."

"How do I know for sure you're telling me the truth?"

"Trust me bro."

"Trust me bro??? I-" Sam closes his eyes to hold back at snapping at the living being infront of him and sighs in frustration, while the marble statue just chuckles at him. "It is up to you if you believe me or not." Sam looks back at him and shakes his head, closing the book in his hand and putting it back in the shelf.

"Well... You know me well, but I'm quite sure the history book has missing informations and may have mistranslated a few. Though, enough about me. Tell me about yourself." Technoblade opens the door for Sam and let him step out first.

"So you say you've worked here for 2 years?"

"Yes. It is nice to walk around the hallway alone, just listening to your footsteps tap on the floor echo down. Other than my night job, I do Minecraft streams on the noon or before I come to work."

"Minecraft? Streams?"

Sam explains the technology to Technoblade as best as he could, Technoblade listens to him carefully, slight nods, occasional comments and questions, and a quiet hum. The anarchist is a little surprised he has not seen his found family while they walk in circles in the museum. "Your technology sounds complicated but it is fascinating how far people have gone to. Not needing to travel miles to exchange informations, to entertain people of the other side."

"Yeah."

They sat on the bench by the balcony and watch the other beings greet and catch up with each other. Sam still can't believe this happened and he will have so much explaining to do to his manager if he were caught. Speaking of getting caught, he remembers the cameras around the museum and gets up to go to the monitor room. Confused, the anarchist followed Sam behind.

Technoblade watched the night guard check on the monitors and see something on the screen.

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Technoblade leans on the door and waits for Sam to finish his job. The night guard sat on the chair behind him and turns around to look at Technoblade. "You said you have siblings?"

"Mm... Yes. Three sisters and a brother. Our parents were divorced and have left us to be on our own. It was difficult at first, but I am glad I have fallen in that arena on accident."

"You accidentally fell in the arena?"

"I pathetically slipped." Technoblade shrugs and pulls the second chair out, taking a seat beside Sam and watch the screens loading. "History says you've joined in."

Technoblade chuckles. "Nah. I slipped in and had to fight against a bigger person... It was... Terrifying. I was scared and I did not really know what to do. It was also my first kill... And I cannot stop joining the fight because it gave a big price, enough to feed my siblings for months, enough to fix our broken home and paid for our small farm. The look on their faces when I come home with bread, meat, potatoes, something that we could never imagine we can afford. It was cute. I... I miss them." He whispered the last words and closes his eyes, a soft sigh leaving his lips.

Sam glances at him and gives an apologetic look. "I hope they're in a better place."

****

As the sun rises, Sam goes around the museum to make sure no one is missing and none in the wrong places. Well he did find the mini Tommy in a different world called The End, which is believed to be a place where souls go between heaven and hell, and had to quickly put him back in L'manberg. He gets home and immediately lay on the bed.

Quickly falling asleep after what happened in the night.

He woke up at noon and went to make some lunch and check in Twitter. Instead of scrolling down like usual, he went into Google to search about Technoblade's origin. Just looking at Wikipedia, nothing really mentions about Techno having siblings. He needed someone who knows more about history. There should still be answers somewhere, it could still be alive just hidden upon piles of other books.

Sam sighs and runs a hand on his hair. Why is he stressing himself this way?

While eating his food, he opens his discord to ask his fans a question.

Awesamdude: Hello guys. Does anyone know The Blood God named Technoblade? I need information.

There wasn't anything new, just the same old he found on Wikipedia or in the mythology books. Nothing was a help so he shut off his phone and looks at his schedule to see when he can stream. "Not today..." He mumbles and takes a sip on his water. "Can he draw?"

****

On his second night with the living statues, he befriended the dinosaur and have given Technoblade a sketchbook to draw on. Sam thought Technoblade would try to draw his siblings but have forced Sam to sit down on the balcony bench and stay still so he can draw him. Sam was getting kinda tired of the same position and Technoblade finally let him go, a sigh of relief.

Sam stretches his arms up in the air and arch his back. "That took so long."

"Indeed. Professionals would stay much longer but you held it well." Technoblade hands him the sketchbook and Sam stares with astonish. Even if it were just a quick 1 hour sketch, Technoblade have drawn quite a detail with Sam. The night guard gives it back to the living statue and let him flip to a new page to draw.

"When you retired, have you ever like, you know, got a wife and children or child?"

"I do not remember."

"Wh... What do you mean you don't remember?"

"I do not remember if I was in love and had a wife or a husband, nor do I remember if I had any children. All I remember was making sure my siblings are fed and know how to survive on their own when I'm away to fight or when I die in the battle."

"Huh."

Two idiots go on silent, the other watching and one draw on the blank paper. A Marble statue sat down beside Sam, pushing him to get close to Technoblade and took the edge side of the bench. "So, mister night guard. Any interest with my twin here?" The Prince smirks.

"We're not twins, Wilbur."

An offended gasp. "Oh how dare you deny our dynamic family!"

"I am sure this night guard here has a lover."

"Kinda."

"How unfortunate." Wilbur scoffs and crosses his arms. "So who is this lover of yours? Hm?"

"Uhh... His name is Ponk. He's kinda cute, he's a softie and adorable."

"Ooohh a guy. Must be an honor to have such a male lover."

"Wh-what?" Sam might have forgotten that it was a bunch of rainbows flying in the air years ago.

"Hey bitches." The younger Prince have joined in their bench, pushing Technoblade to be shoulder to shoulder with Sam. "Hand me some space you imbecile." Technoblade glares at Tommy and the boy chuckles nervously, scooting a bit just enough that he doesn't slip off the edge. "Hey. Who's the pretty girl? Is she your childhood girlfriend Techno?"

"That is my sister you fool."

"Don't hit me! Aahh!!" Technoblade accidentally hits Sam's face with the sketchbook and Sam might have smack Wilbur's face too with his own arm. Technoblade smacks the young Prince on the arm and scoffs.

"Easy! Easy! I'm fragile!" Tommy yelled and Technoblade just rolls his eyes. "You have enough copies, losing one is not a problem."

"Actually it is a problem! He's like the first copy of the original with the same materials! He's very expensive and I do not want to pay millions of dollars for a Marble statue!" Sam protested and smacks Technoblade's arm.

"Tch. Whatever." The Princes continued to talk whatever they have found around the museum and have even shared their history to Sam, correcting some of the wrong things and adding what is missing.

Phil, finally, have found the three and sat down beside Tommy, now squishing Technoblade and Sam in between. Technoblade, annoyed, lifted his legs up and half sat on Sam's lap. They didn't really care and did not even bring it up but Sam on the other have internal gay panics. Technoblade just continues to draw on the sketchbook, the other three half bantering, throwing jokes, and Philza scolding and correcting them before Sam could believe what is not real.

Sam just have to pretend he's part of the ancient times where gayness is just normal around the place.

Not being in the conversation, Sam just watches Technoblade draw what seems to look to be his little siblings. Completely zoning out.

****

Sam have escaped the dynamic family and just hang out with the mini princes. The ones on the mini L'manberg. "So Techno just completely disappeared?"

"Man never had any interest with people, he then just disappeared one day and never came back."

"What about his siblings?"

"His siblings went back to the nether, what everyone can be described as hell. They live there and grew up there, just got into the overworld when Technoblade found the portal. But Technoblade, he was nowhere to be found. No traces, no informations, no witnesses, nothing." Wilbur said.

"Big man just completely disappeared."

Sam hums and nods, staring into nothingness.

Later he found himself staring at his apartment ceiling, thinking, organizing, planning. Feeling restless, he decides to get on the internet and question Google. Nope. Nothing again.

Rubbing his face, he went in the bathroom to splash water on his face and prepare for his stream. Should be a good distraction for now.

****

Sam arrived to his job a little late and met Ranboo trembling in the closet room, grasping tightly on a broom. "Ranboo, are you alright?"

"They're alive. Oh god they're alive. Why the fuck are they alive?!" Sam crouch down on his level and puts his hands on his shoulders. "I know this is very shocking to you but you got no choice. Don't worry, they won't hurt you."

"What the fuck did they do to you Sam?"

"Nothing! They're friendly! Come and watch!" Sam carefully takes the broom from Ranboo and gently helps him up, step by step pulls him out the closet and look at the monitors. Sam notices Technoblade and Tommy at the corners of one of the cameras and smiles. "There. That's Technoblade and Tommy. I'm sure you and Tommy will get along well if you give him a chance. He's the same age as you. Well, younger in history but ancient in real life."

Ranboo nods and follows behind Sam to find the two people. People in paintings would greet them and so are the statues they meet on the way. "Techno! Tommy!"

"Sam!!!" Tommy waves his arms in the air and Sam can't help but chuckle at his excitement to see him. "Hey. How are you bud?"

"Doing fine. Techno and I may have-"

"You!" An angry voice have interrupted Tommy. "Techno? Ow! Hey! What?" Technoblade shoves Sam aside and grabs the collar of Ranboo's uniform. "I have trusted you and you decides to betray me?! After all I have done to save you?! I know in damnations I should have not trusted you, I should have killed you when I had the chance!"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" The boy stuttered and looks at Sam for help. "Techno, whoever betrayed you has been dead for years, Ranboo is just a child!" Sam tried to pull Technoblade off of Ranboo but the statue has unknown strength that the grip on the uniform even tighten, close to ripping it off.

"A child?! You call this monster a child?! He's nothing but a pathetic manipulative sociopath. A monster. Go on and show yourself! Show your true self Ran!"

"I'm not who you think I am! Please! Please! Let me go!"

"Technoblade, that's enough." A stern voice echo in the halls. They turn their heads to the end of the hallway to spot Phil standing beside Wilbur. Technoblade drops the boy down and Ranboo gasps for breath, choking on his saliva and crawls away from the anarchist, hiding behind Sam's legs.

"I apologize for what he has done to you." Phil softly apologizes to the boy on the floor and they nod at Phil. Technoblade steps back away from the group, taking Sam's attention. "What do you mean he betrayed you Techno?" Everyone looks at Technoblade, hoping for an answer. "Tell us what you know Techno. What really are you?" Suspicion linger in Wilbur's voice.

Even if Technoblade was made of marble, it seems what he dread to hear again have manage to slip in his mind, he feels so many judging eyes staring at him, many voices whispering his secrets, many memories hit him like Zeus' lightning that he kept behind his head for years. No, no, no, they cannot know about this.

Nobody should know, no one should know, no one, no one. Not now.

Not yet.

"Techno?" Technoblade flinch from the touch and looks beside him, Sam looking at him like he's a beaten up child. "Don't look at me..." Technoblade whispered and buries his face in between his curled up form. He hears the light shuffle of clothes and Sam gently patting his arm. "It's dangerous to be on the roof, ya know?"

"I know..."

Sam sighs and decides to lay down on the roof, using his arms as a pillow for his head. Technoblade peeks over his arm and stares at Sam. "Have you ever felt betrayed before?"

"I guess I have. But I chose not to fuel that to hurt myself." Technoblade turns his head to look at the city and sighs.

"Not yet... Not now."

Those were the last words Sam heard coming from Technoblade for the past weeks, the man refused to leave his display and sat in silence, not a single movement. Sam and Tommy tried to get him to speak up, get him out of his place, nothing. Nothing worked. Sometimes Sam would get reports from Ranboo that Technoblade is moving and brushing his hand on the sword or drawing on the sketchbook.

As the rising sun comes, Sam leads the people back to their places and make sure no one is lost before going to Ranboo. They waited for the people to take their shift and they were called to the office. "A new statue is coming by tonight, quite late so I hope you get that moved into the new room."

"No one is gonna move them?"

"Unfortunately."

"Okay, cool." Sam shrugs.

"Yeah, it's no problem." Ranboo nods.

The manager just gave them a confused look before slightly nodding and dismissing them.

****

Technoblade blinks his eyes and shakes his head, coming back alive at night again. He gently puts his sword down and looks at the back of the displays to take his sketchbook but it was missing. A slight panic rise inside him and he looks around corners, failing to notice the new person in the other display. His ears twitched when he hears the flipping of pages. He gasps when he recognized that person.

"Hello, Technoblade. Long time no see~"