Techno 2050

After Minecraft Monday Week 69, Technoblade was empty. He had vanquished all of the best players, He had won every single game in Minecraft.

On top of Mount Olympus, He looked down and remembered when he only had 10,000 subscribers. He also remembered 10,000,000th.

That all seemed so long ago. Fleeting flickers of nostalgia coursed through his tired brain. He remembered playing long-gone game modes. He sighed as he remembered the game played in the sky. He remembered something else too. He pondered what the name of that game was. Egg wars? Bread wars? All familiar but not quite right. At long last, he remembered. Bed Wars. He sighed in content. Distant memories of TNT and Emeralds flashed through his mind.

He was also overcome by sadness. He remembered friends who didn't make it with him. Skeppy, the lord of rods, TimeDeo, the god of skyblock.

He gently stroked his most recent scar, from the war, three years ago. The long battle against TapL.
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(I was bored this skin sucks)