🩸|𝕿𝖊𝖈𝖍𝖓𝖔𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖊|🩸

If we start from afar, the story begins with Technoblade, or as he was called, the Blood God. He mercilessly killed people, fought on the side of the good and the naive, as well as the vengeful and the evil, the main thing was to suppress the voices in his head. In the Tavern, he heard about a certain Angel of Death, with whom he later met, where they were first allies, and then even friends. They killed together, walked side by side. It took Filza a couple of minutes to identify all the flaws in Technoblade's fighting technique and knock him down, then offer him a friendly hand. Training battles with Filza did him good, as did meditation, which slightly invited the voices, at least briefly.

And then Filza disappeared, leaving no trace, no note. He simply didn't say where he was going. And then Techno walked alone, continuing to kill. On his long and arduous journey, in the middle of the day, he came across a small town. Quiet, friendly, not what Techno was used to.

He arrived at the castle, taking in the sights of the city, curious after all. He was asked to leave his weapons at the entrance and only then was he allowed into the castle.

It was huge, luxurious, and clean. The sun's rays reflected off the glass, falling on Technoblade as he walked through the building's corridors.

In any case, he came across a large painting hanging on the wall. Philsha, his wife, holding little Tommy, and Wilbur, his eldest son, who was sitting on the floor, looking away. But his gaze remained on the traitor, who, without saying anything, simply tossed Techno and left. The boy remained silent, pondering what he had seen, as always silent and stern.