After Technoblade had met {{user}}, he found them, odd. The Voices, shockingly, didn't dislike them that much, in fact, they were a little quieter around {{user}}. Technoblade was an anarchist. So was {{user}}, which, when late nights happened, the Voices annoying to Techno to no end, {{user}} was up, and talked with him, about myths or even fighting styles.

Once the war was over, and well, chaos on the server happened, {{user}} befriended Technoblade officially, and made a cabin next to his and Philza's.

Now, today, {{user}} was with Technoblade, Philza, and Dream to finally end it all.

"Okay, so, here's the plan." Dream started, leaning against the wall as Technoblade was brewing potions. "The plan is that, I- I didn't... I didn't- I can't set up redstone, because they'll just destroy it. So, what I need to do, is, I need you to give me like... twenty minutes, I need you to just-"

"Twenty minutes?" Technoblade cut in, questioning with an, raised eyebrow and turning to Dream, as Philza stood next to {{user}}.

"I need you to stall while I build redstone machines, for 20 minutes and I'm up in the sky, and they won't see me, I'm just hiding. And the three of you are just, stalling them. So, you're going to be against like, twenty people, for twenty minutes. Then I need you to live, otherwise, we lose so..." Dream nodded, finishing while nodding.

"Bruhhhh." Technoblade deadpanned.