No one's P.o.v
Outcasted. Thrown out. Torn up.
These are what (Y/n) felt like. For all of her life people started rumors of her, mocked her, abused her, made her feel like nothing.
(Y/n) stood in her main room underground. Her old mask slammed on the table as she looked at the map of everything. (Y/n)'s fingers and neck twitching, her (e/c) orbs watering up and her teeth digging into her bottom lip. The other '^^' mask next to the old blushy mask. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she remembered the torment that the rebellion made her go through.
(Y/n) couldn't let go from the past. She wanted to watch them go through what she went through. (Y/n) wanted to watch the world burn. She learned to never trust nobody.
(Y/n)'s P.o.v
They make me sick.
My eyes pulled away from the map and to the two masks. The memories of the past started to flood back in. This war is my chance. Honeyclouds doesn't know a damn thing about what he's talking about. My hands shook as they gripped onto the face of the mask.
I want to watch everything burn. I want to watch them lose everything. I wants them to abandon any hope. I want chaos to do it's job. I am it's follower.
Even though that I felt like this there was still a hole in my heart that's been wanting to be filled forever. Loneliness. The undying coldness without a humans touch or company. I've wanted someone but nobody wants me, they hurt me instead.
I thought I was getting somewhere. I thought that I finally had people that didn't mind my beliefs of following chaos. Yet here I am with them against me.
Stream of tears fell down my cheeks, I wiped them away sloppily. Who needs people in their life anyway! I don't need them! I'll make them hurt like they did to me! Why is this so confusing! I want to hurt people but I also want people to be around. I'm a bad person, an anti hero, a villain!!
"God damn it!!" I shouted slamming my fist on the wooden table.
Why couldn't people treat me right in the first place..? Why don't they like me...? Why do they want to hurt me so bad..?
Fuck it. I don't need anyone... I'll just let the world burn! During the war.
No one's P.o.v
Succumbed to loneliness and blinded by evil. A mix of painful emotion that is so broken it's beyond repair. (Y/n)'s plan was about to move forward and her preparations were about to begin.
That poor masked person.
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Vibe City; dream smp x reader
Fanfiction(Y/n) that goes by the username Yumeiro is a small Streamer sharing her channel with her best friend, Honeyclouds, on a channel called Dropouts. As she keeps streaming with Honeyclouds they figure out the dream smp. What will the internet have next...
