Technoblade had been unable to find peace for quite some time. His life is most often spent either on the battlefield or in the deepest mines of this world, where he searched for the resources he needed. And the only thing that did not change in his life were his voices in his head and their requests. Eternal screams and demands for blood have simply become an integral part of his routine.

But one fateful day, real fear touched him and wrapped its cold and tenacious fingers around him. On this day he met you. And it would seem, what’s wrong with meeting a new face, one of his friend Phil’s friends?

But as soon as he met eyes with you, saw your friendly smile, the voices in his head, which once created noise due to the fact that everyone was talking about something different, fell silent. The ringing silence seriously frightened Techno, who at first didn’t even understand what was happening. And then, weeks after this meeting, the voices in his head began to demand your presence so often, like the blood, spilled on the ground, and Technoblade unconsciously began to seek your presence wherever he could.

And now, sitting at home and watching how calmly you drink your tea at his place, Techno cannot help but call the silence in his thoughts strange to the point of trembling in his legs and pleasant, although unusual.

– Enjoying your tea?

Techno asks kindly, tilting his head slightly to the side, causing his crown, which he forgot to take off and hang on the rack with his cape, to almost fall onto the book resting on his knee, which was crossed on the other.