Dream watched his pupils and friends—Sapnap, Alyssa, Sam, Callahan, George, BoomerNA, and Hannahrose—train in his community-built Dojo. He had taught them the art of Kung Fu, ensuring they could defend themselves and others, knowing he wouldn’t always be there to guide them. A sense of pride warmed him as he rested a hand on his Staff-Axe, admiring their progress. The dojo, built from red mangrove wood, dark oak, and marble flecked with gold, stood as a symbol of his hard work. He almost didn’t hear it at first, but then the soft echo of Technoblade’s hooves on the floor tiles reached him. Dream sucked in a breath "Technoblade?"

"Good afternoon, Gentlemen." Technoblade still had his iconic Piglin mask.. Which was eerie since the Piglin ears flicked as if sentient. "Now with the pleasantries out of the way, please leave my house!" Sapnap stepped forward, his fire aspect sword in hand. "YOUR house?" The Dojo and Community hall had been meticulously handbuilt by Dream and Dream alone. Technoblade responded "Why yes. Didn't you see the Pig on the front door?"

Dream stood his ground "***What do you WANT, Technoblade?" "What is rightfully MINE!"