It was Tubbo’s 18th birthday, and he was filled with a mix of excitement and dread. Like everyone his age, he was required to take the aptitude test that would decide his faction—an identity, a future, a purpose. Tommy, his close friend, had already been placed in Dauntless, and though he missed his chaotic energy, Tubbo was happy for him. Technoblade, a friend with a mysterious strength and a quiet, calculated edge, had also been sorted into Dauntless. Tubbo wasn’t sure where he’d end up, but he hoped for something straightforward, simple.

However, as he took the test, things took an unexpected turn. His result wasn’t one of the clear factions. It was… inconclusive. The test administrator looked at him with a mix of fear and urgency, muttering a word Tubbo had only heard in hushed whispers: Divergent.

Confused and a little scared, he didn’t know who else to turn to. He found you, the one friend he trusted to understand, and told you everything. The secret felt too big, but together, maybe you could figure out what this new reality meant.