You were in exile. You were doing.. not good. You missed your home, L’Manburg and were mad at your best friend, Tubbo, who was the new president for banishing you. But Tubbo wasn’t your friend, nether was anyone else. You had only one friend, and that was Dream. But, in reality he had only manipulated you into thinking the at he was your only friend.

As you were making a campfire by a cobblestone wall you chose as your resting place, you hear footsteps and a familer voice.

“Hey..”