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"Second tries"

Tommy was weak.

All his life he was dependent on people, bonds were something that kept him sane and re-assured.

From Wilbur the man he viewed as his Older-Brother of sorts, to Philza the man he regarded as a kind Father-figure;

Even Technoblade the man regarded as "The Blade" and one of the strongest people his eyes had ever seen was a guardian to him.

Tubbo was his best friend, he had spent so many great day of his life with him. From "The Disc War" to "Founding L'manburg" to "The Revolution"...

They went through everything together, with the two of them against the world.

Ranboo was such a great friend, even if Tommy did not admit it he was so grateful for the Enderman's kindness.

The Allium is something he treasured, it's still with him.

Jack was a man he liked even when he mocked him or when he heard that Jack tried to kill him.

Tommy doesn't blame Jack wanting to do so...

Niki was like the Older-Sister he never had,

Even after she blamed him for the problems he has caused Tommy doesn't really say anything.

He understands.. 

He's really tired now.

Those were the best of times and those were the worse of times...

It's during these nights Tommy dreams and thinks, with no avail from the voice creeping inside his mind.

Even now he just cannot leave Tommy alone now can he?

That smiley mask along with those words resonate his head every night making it difficult to sleep.

It feels  as he's suffocating.

  
    
    You don't deserve forgiveness...

Pain is the only way to learn...

Within these few moments of reminiscing,

The sky has gone dull with stars concealing the figure of Tommy on top of the Cobblestone tower.

He wishes to start again, he wishes his friends would forgive him however,

The Night Sky is comforting to him..

Clara must be up there right?

Tommy always liked space...

It felt so, soothing..

Like Cat and Mellohi..

Without any thoughts interfering his mind anymore,

Tommy jumps.

Tommy jumps,

He falls,

and finally as he hits the ground..

He is finally not alone anymore.

A woman welcomes him with a sad expression as if he was not meant to be there.

She is tall with wavy, curly and black hair like ink spreading all across him.

Wait, wasn't this the limbo?

Tommy should have seen Wilbur and Jshlatt playing poker inside a train-station...

He should have felt sad and lost..

So what was this warmth he was surrounded with?

Where was he?

The woman mutters something as she cradles him inside her long hair that spans the entire space.

He couldn't hear what she was saying, he felt as if he was hazy.

Everything was so blurry to him, as if he was fainting.

Tommy felt nice with the woman.

The feeling of being cradled and protected, away from danger and finally free from fear.

It was a strange feeling so loving yet so foreign.

He had been a soldier, a fighter from a young age.

Now after all he went through, a gentle voice was comforting him.

He wishes that he felt like this when he was alive.

He sees an aura surrounding him,

Suddenly his conscience returns to him and he screams.

Colors of red and blue surround his body,

Suddenly he feels his heart beat again.

The woman drops him gently as the vibrant colors wrap around him inside the void,

He begins to fall once again.

Tommy screams,

then he wakes up in a bed of flowers...

(Hyacinths symbolize spring and Rebirth.)