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{{First of all, let me just say a HUGE HUGE THANK YOU to MushdoomOwO for the art on this part of the angst story. For those o you who don't know, I have some big exams coming up in the next month and so, and I haven't had that much time to draw or anything, so Mushy came in and saved the day, and drew this masterpiece!! Don't worry she has been paid some points, so if you haven't already, GOA AND WATCH HER NOWWWW!!!!! ty, okay now prepare yourself and on with the storyyyy}}

“Dream,” Tommy exclaimed, running with enthusiasm. “You’ll never guess what! I-”
“Listen, we need to talk before anything, okay?” Dream started, interrupting Tommy.
The boy stared in confusion at the Green God and his emerald eyes. A hole in his heart opened up to swallow his sudden adrenaline, and excitement. This was new, and he didn’t like it - especially with Dream.
“I’ve invited Technoblade to expand his… crusade invite to the rest of the SMP. So, don’t go playing god, and barricading him in, alright? It’s all part of the plan.”
“Alright,” Tommy replied, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
“Hey, wait,” Dream grabbed Tommy by the shoulder ever so softly, and as the boy turned, he was taken into an embrace. He was brought back to a safe, and peaceful time when his older brother gave him the same heart-retching love. “ I know that all this ‘Embodiment of 16’ crap has caused some old, and agonising memories to resurface, but I want you to know that I’m right here, to talk, to laugh, to practise duelling. Anything that helps you.”
In pure, utter shock, Tommy just froze. How did he know? He wasn’t acting out of the usual, was he? Only then, he realised that he had started to shed a few tears, which turned into a soft, and silent sob.
“I-” the boy began. “ I just miss everything so much, you know? The days me and Tubbo just sat, talked, listened to the discs. The days me and Techno practised duelling, and the evening of sitting in front of his fireplace, simply existing together. Even the days with Wilbur joking around, and creating L’Manburg. I know things have been good, steady, jubilant even, but recently, I’ve just felt… so deserted, and isolated. Bossing people around is one thing, but being bossy, and not having friends is another. I just want things to be like they used to be. I miss my friends and my family.”
As the Green God released the, now trembling, boy, he wiped his eyes from the tears. All of a sudden, he broke the silence.
“ You’re just like me. I can help you with these memories, if you’d like. I can..put them at the back of your conscience, per say. I don’t want you to suffer like this, Tom. After everything you’ve been through, you do not deserve this. As a matter of fact, you should have a peace of mind without these haunting echoes flooding back every time something triggers them.”
Their eyes met, and time stopped. How? He knew Dream was unlike the rest of the civilians of the server, but he didn't expect it in this way.
The Green God opened his clenched hand to reveal a ring, with an embedded gem, his signature hue.
“This is one of the three rings to ever exist, it’s called a Forget-Me-Not Ring. It has the rarest ore in all of the land engraved inside it, only about seven of them are known to have been discovered, and I have five of them. It’s called Forever Ore. I made a piece of jewellery for myself light years ago to rid of some terrible memories, and some other things in addition. I made this one, because I know you Tommy. I knew this would be a battle that you would struggle in. If you want to, I can add some other spells to it to aid you. Think of it as a gift, a gesture of our friendship, if you’d like.”
* Tommy couldn’t contain his surprise, excitement, energy, and immediately said, “YES!”
The Green God smiled, and nodded affectionately at him, and then flew to his room, disappearing without a trace. So, the boy was left there alone again. However now, he couldn't stop thinking how lucky he was to have befriended someone so caring, so thoughtful, and so… powerful. He could almost call him a brother figure.
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Don’t fret my dearest reader, I’ll let you in on a little secret. The ore is labelled as ‘forever’ for a reason. Once it has been worn a full month, without being taken off, the effects become permanent.
So, the green god’s insides filled with a deep pleasure as he thought about his future plans, with Tommy, with L’manburg, with everyone. He sat in his lab for days working on this small ring that would soon turn into the young boy's nightmare. His feelings bubbled up inside, like a witches cauldron.

(* = Or alternate way:
“I must warn you first. About a month or so, the effects become permanent, so all these fragmented memories would be wiped…well, forever, as implied, even if you take off the ring afterwards.”
Silence swept the room, while Tom took in the side effects. All those cherished memories of Phil, Techno, Tubbo, and…. Wilbur.
“Can I think about it?” Tommy whimpered timidly.
Dream half smiled, and replied. “Sure, I’ll add the other parts into the ring now. I’ll need an answer by next week though, okay?”
The boy nodded, and in that moment, he couldn’t stop pondering about the conversation the two just had, and how lucky he was. How boundlessly lucky he was to have known someone so caring, so thoughtful, and so… powerful. He could almost imagine him as an older brother. )

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{{First of all, let me just say a HUGE HUGE THANK YOU to MushdoomOwO for the art on this part of the angst story. For those o you who don't know, I have some big exams coming up in the next month and so, and I haven't had that much time to draw or anything, so Mushy came in and saved the day, and drew this masterpiece!! Don't worry she has been paid some points, so if you haven't already, GOA AND WATCH HER NOWWWW!!!!! ty, okay now prepare yourself and on with the storyyyy}}

“Dream,” Tommy exclaimed, running with enthusiasm. “You’ll never guess what! I-”
“Listen, we need to talk before anything, okay?” Dream started, interrupting Tommy.
The boy stared in confusion at the Green God and his emerald eyes. A hole in his heart opened up to swallow his sudden adrenaline, and excitement. This was new, and he didn’t like it - especially with Dream.
“I’ve invited Technoblade to expand his… crusade invite to the rest of the SMP. So, don’t go playing god, and barricading him in, alright? It’s all part of the plan.”
“Alright,” Tommy replied, a hint of disappointment in his voice.
“Hey, wait,” Dream grabbed Tommy by the shoulder ever so softly, and as the boy turned, he was taken into an embrace. He was brought back to a safe, and peaceful time when his older brother gave him the same heart-retching love. “ I know that all this ‘Embodiment of 16’ crap has caused some old, and agonising memories to resurface, but I want you to know that I’m right here, to talk, to laugh, to practise duelling. Anything that helps you.”
In pure, utter shock, Tommy just froze. How did he know? He wasn’t acting out of the usual, was he? Only then, he realised that he had started to shed a few tears, which turned into a soft, and silent sob.
“I-” the boy began. “ I just miss everything so much, you know? The days me and Tubbo just sat, talked, listened to the discs. The days me and Techno practised duelling, and the evening of sitting in front of his fireplace, simply existing together. Even the days with Wilbur joking around, and creating L’Manburg. I know things have been good, steady, jubilant even, but recently, I’ve just felt… so deserted, and isolated. Bossing people around is one thing, but being bossy, and not having friends is another. I just want things to be like they used to be. I miss my friends and my family.”
As the Green God released the, now trembling, boy, he wiped his eyes from the tears. All of a sudden, he broke the silence.
“ You’re just like me. I can help you with these memories, if you’d like. I can..put them at the back of your conscience, per say. I don’t want you to suffer like this, Tom. After everything you’ve been through, you do not deserve this. As a matter of fact, you should have a peace of mind without these haunting echoes flooding back every time something triggers them.”
Their eyes met, and time stopped. How? He knew Dream was unlike the rest of the civilians of the server, but he didn't expect it in this way.
The Green God opened his clenched hand to reveal a ring, with an embedded gem, his signature hue.
“This is one of the three rings to ever exist, it’s called a Forget-Me-Not Ring. It has the rarest ore in all of the land engraved inside it, only about seven of them are known to have been discovered, and I have five of them. It’s called Forever Ore. I made a piece of jewellery for myself light years ago to rid of some terrible memories, and some other things in addition. I made this one, because I know you Tommy. I knew this would be a battle that you would struggle in. If you want to, I can add some other spells to it to aid you. Think of it as a gift, a gesture of our friendship, if you’d like.”
* Tommy couldn’t contain his surprise, excitement, energy, and immediately said, “YES!”
The Green God smiled, and nodded affectionately at him, and then flew to his room, disappearing without a trace. So, the boy was left there alone again. However now, he couldn't stop thinking how lucky he was to have befriended someone so caring, so thoughtful, and so… powerful. He could almost call him a brother figure.
—----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Don’t fret my dearest reader, I’ll let you in on a little secret. The ore is labelled as ‘forever’ for a reason. Once it has been worn a full month, without being taken off, the effects become permanent.
So, the green god’s insides filled with a deep pleasure as he thought about his future plans, with Tommy, with L’manburg, with everyone. He sat in his lab for days working on this small ring that would soon turn into the young boy's nightmare. His feelings bubbled up inside, like a witches cauldron.

(* = Or alternate way:
“I must warn you first. About a month or so, the effects become permanent, so all these fragmented memories would be wiped…well, forever, as implied, even if you take off the ring afterwards.”
Silence swept the room, while Tom took in the side effects. All those cherished memories of Phil, Techno, Tubbo, and…. Wilbur.
“Can I think about it?” Tommy whimpered timidly.
Dream half smiled, and replied. “Sure, I’ll add the other parts into the ring now. I’ll need an answer by next week though, okay?”
The boy nodded, and in that moment, he couldn’t stop pondering about the conversation the two just had, and how lucky he was. How boundlessly lucky he was to have known someone so caring, so thoughtful, and so… powerful. He could almost imagine him as an older brother. )