Meanwhile on the Dream SMP. . .

Phil had brought Etho up to his cottage as Techno went off somewhere on his own.

"So you're from a completely different server. Don't know how you got here, but you are here. What's your server like?" The blonde crow-man asked, taking his hat off and putting it on the table nearby.

"Oh, well Hermitcraft is really nice. We do seasons, like, our Admin resets the world with a different terrain generation after a year or so, or once things get slow and kind of boring. We're currently on season 8, one big island and all these different groups of people. There's a few loners but most everyone is in one group or another." Etho explains, leaning against the wall as he described Hermitcraft.

"On Hermitcraft we have infinite lives, although one time in season 7 I believe Grian made a game where the last person to not die got the prize, and if you entered in the game and then died you went grayscale. But that was temporary. Nowadays you just have infinite lives, all three realms are open for anyone, so you could build in the Overworld, Nether, or End, it doesn't matter. Everyone's got Elytra, shulker boxes, that sorta thing. Everyone kinda makes two bases, a starter base that's just a small building, kinda like you and Technoblade's cottages. Then once they have the materials to start, they get to making a mega base, basically a huge build that they decorate and customize and can really be anything."

"Wow. Infinite lives must be pretty cool." Phil said as he tidied up his main room.

"Yeah. Still hurts to die, but at least we don't have permadeath on like some servers." The ninja shrugged his shoulders, crossing his arms. "Anyway, what about this server? What's it like?"

Phil laughed softly. "The Dream SMP... it's chaotic. I wasn't here for the beginning, but I'll just say.. drug van turned into a country, self-appointed president of said country holds and election to be fair, looses the election, gets banished from the country, ends up coming back to the country and blowing it up during a festival as well as committing suicide by begging for me to kill him."

Ethos eyes widen in shock as Phil continued to explain the history of the server.

"Teenager gets blown up with fireworks and now has trauma and massive burn scars, that kid ended up becoming the next president of the country and his best friend/adoptive brother gets exiled to be tortured by a green blob man. Green blob man gets together with me and Techno and we blow up the new version of the country, there's a whole disc war between green blob man and the kid he tortured in exile. Kid wins, green blob man gets put in the giant prison he built for the kid."

"Then a weird egg pops up and corrupts a bunch of people, namely a 3 block tall demon. Moving on from that, Technoblade broke the green blob man out of prison and now the kid who got exiled way back when is on the run from green blob man. Oh, and the guy who begged me to kill him? He got resurrected by the green blob man after he proved that the revival book existed when the exiled kid got stuck in the prison with him and got beat to death and then resurrected. And there's also this crazy duck man who made a whole city to gamble or whatever."

"Holy crap that's-"

Phil cuts Etho off. "I'm not quite done. Remember the kid who got blown up by fireworks and now has a shit ton of burn scars? Yeah he married a half enderman, adopted a baby zombie piglin, made a bunch of freaking nukes to kill the green blob man, and now is on a revenge arc after the half enderman got killed by the prison warden after Techno broke the green blob man out of prison."

Etho just stared at Phil, speechless. The crow-man shrugged and went back to organizing his stuff, putting random things from his inventory into the appropriate chests.

"Okay... so basically, drug van becomes country, said country gets blown up twice and goes through about a billion presidents, guy gets put in prison, gets broken out after resurrecting the first president of the drug van country, there's nukes, and now it's just complete chaos. Did I get that right?"

"Yep. Just about." Phil smiled. "Oh, and one more thing. I'm kind of married to a goddess. And we have four kids."

"My god I cannot wait to go back to Hermitcraft..."

A bit later...

*knock knock*

"Oop, looks like someone's here." Phil says, getting up from his seat and going to the door. Opening it, he quickly steps aside to allow someone in a dark green cloak slip inside before closing the door.

"You said something happened?" The unfamiliar voice had to belong to the newcomer as they looked back at Phil.

"Yep. Some sort of major glitch, and somehow... Tommy's gone. And someone appeared in his absence." The bird-man shuttered the windows, effectively blocking all sight to the outside world.

Beckoning for the newcomer to follow him, Phil went up to his attic, where Etho sat on an extra bed, just fiddling with his gloves.

"Etho, this is Dream. The server admin. Dream, this is Etho. He appeared in place of Tommy."

Dream pushed back the hood of his cloak, revealing his half-broken circular mask, and looked at the ninja, who met his gaze.

Taking off the cloak completely, Dream was revealed to be actually quite thin, tall and lanky. Several knives could be seen on his person, in his belt, the tops of his boots, in forearm sheaths, even one hanging from a sort of sash that also held several potion bottles.

Dream knelt on one knee in front of Etho, one bright green eye visible through the damage to his mask. "Well you're certainly a problem. Please, tell me what happened."

Timeskip cause I'm lazy also fuck you (/j)

"Alright. I'll need to go down there, I should be able to find out what happened fairly easily. If possible I'll also contact the admin of your server, and we may be able to figure out what to do and how to fix this mess." Dream stood up, putting his cloak back on as he walked towards the door of the cottage.

"Thanks Dream."

"No problem. Oh, and Phil? Don't call me a green blob. I may be a Dreamon, but come on. I at least look human most of the time." Dream smirked, his lone visible eye glowing softly.

"Wait- Phil told me the basics of what's happened on this server and be kept referring to someone as a green blob man. Did you really-"

A sword tip pressed to Etho's throat cut him off, and he looked down the blade to see Dream holding the sword. But he looked different.

His hands had darkened at the tips of his fingers as well as turned more into claws than fingers. The only visible eye was fully glowing, greens and blacks swirling in the iris as a sort of dark magic seemed to fill the air around them.

"Yeah, I tortured a kid, killed said kid, then brought him back. Yeah, I blew up a pesky nation that tried to overthrow me. Yes, I manipulate and try to control anyone who gets in my way. Don't fuck with me." Dream's voice had deepened, sounding slightly demonic but not quite different enough to be completely odd.

"Okay okay sorry-"

And just like that, Dream had put his sword away and returned to normal. Giving a two-finger salute to Phil, he slipped out the door and was gone.

"Yeah don't try and question what Dream's done. He's a bit crazy." Phil said with a slight smile. Etho nodded, and the two of them went back up to the second floor of Phil's house to sleep.

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