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Golden Dust

A/N: Hello! This is the first thing I’ve written for this blog. i’m trying to be more confident in my writing so I think this is a good start! Feel free to point out any grammar or spelling mistakes as English isn’t my first language.

Summary: Dream and Sapnap have promised eachother two things. One day Dream fullfills his, then it’s Sapnap’s turn to fulfill his.

“If you break out of this prison, it’s going to be me who takes your final life.”

(Basically a lot of angst where Sapnap kills Dream)

Warnings: Major character death, angst, mild gore

Word count: 1.3k

This is based on a drawing made by ligsville on tiktok! Their Twitter is ligsvilleart. Please check them out as they’re very talented!

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The sound of the shrieking sirens was reverberating throughout the entire SMP:

People were hurriedly trying to return to their homes the products they had bought from the marketplace had either been quickly grabbed or left behind on the cobblestone ground. Faint crying from scared children could be heard as the sound of people’s rapid footsteps soon faded away. Sapnap remained in the warm afternoon sun, his chest suddenly felt tight, heartbeat increasing with every second the sirens continued to blast.

It wasn’t a drill. Dream was free.

He turned north, looking at the dark, ominous building that towered over the almost completely abandoned marketplace. Sapnap had only been inside Pandora’s vault once.

He had tried speaking to Dream,

Sapnap saw first hand what his best friend had become. Power-hungry, manipulative, and above all - he was seeking revenge.

Even though he had only visited Dream for a little less than 10 minutes, Sapnap had felt like he had been a prisoner inside the vault. He still loved his friend like he always had, but loving him was wrong. Dream had hurt so many people - Tommy, Tubbo, many others, and of course Sapnap himself.

That day, both of the men had made a promise of their own. Dream swore that he’d escape. Not only writing about his failed escape attempt and the reason for why his cell was filled with the luminous purple crying obsidian. He promised he’d get out eventually.

“You’re not getting out of here, Dream.” Sapnap mumbled. Dream scoffed and took the book back from Sapnap and scribbled something on the page. Dream gave him his book once again. Sapnap took it and opened the book at the page he had written on.

One word. So simple yet so ominous. It was a threat.

Eventually.

Sapnap tore his gaze off of the book. “No, Dream. You might have to stay here forever,” Sapnap tried to reason with him. He didn’t want to straight-up tell his friend that there was no hope, that he had a life sentence and would be on death row as soon as someone got their hands on the revival book. “I- I don’t think you’re leaving this place.” Sapnap gave the book back to Dream. He took the book and started writing again, once he gave it back to Sapnap the page was filled with the same word.

Eventually

“No- no. Dream, no,” He returned the book again, hoping Dream would write anything else. When Sapnap was handed the book once more he raised his tone, “Dream. No!” He shook his head as he gave the book back yet again. And when he opened it a few seconds later, the haunting word remained.

Eventually.

It was telling Sapnap that one day he’d be free. That one day, he would return to the land he used to lead.

Only a few minutes later, Sapnap had promised Dream one thing. After being fed up with trying to explain to the silent man that he’d be stuck in Pandora’s vault forever, he snapped.

“I- Dream, I want this to be clear, okay?.” Sapnap sighed. “What you did, the things you did- Is what got you stuck in here. So you have to stay here.” Sapnap slowly walked towards Dream. “If you try to break out… You only have one life left,” he gulped, “and I don’t think it’s going to be Tommy, and it’s not going to be Techno, Dream.” Sapnap sighed once more and looked the taller man straight in the eyes. “If you break out of this prison, it’s going to be me who takes your final life.”

Today Dream proved that he can keep a promise, no matter how much he has lied in the past, and as Sapnap tightly grasped his enchanted dagger he prepared to prove to Dream that he keeps his as well.

So when he finally found Dream, it was a surprise to the blonde that Sapnap’s reaction was to throw himself into the other’s arms. Dream’s embrace was warm and comforting. The soft fabric of his dark green cloak met Sapnap’s cheek as he quietly wept into it. God how they had missed each other, how they missed the old days when things were much more simple. When it was just him, Dream, and George.

“Sap- God- I’m so sorry,” Dream’s voice was hoarse and broke at the end as he rested his jaw on the younger’s head. Sapnap sniffled as he properly moved his arms to Dream’s back to give him a hug. “No, I’m sorry,” he said as the golden sunset made Sapnap’s netherite dagger glisten beautifully in the light when he rested the tip against his back.

Before Dream could make a move to escape Sapnap’s tight grasp, he sunk the knife into his back. Dream only felt a blazing heat in his lower back as his knees started to feel weak. It didn’t hurt, per se, but the feeling could only be described as low electricity spreading around his wound as he felt the warm liquid run down his back.

He desperately tried to hold onto Sapnap as his vision grew hazy. The younger out of the two moved and gently lowered Dream to the ground and let him rest his head on his lap. “I- I don’t want to die-” Dream rasped as his green eyes widened as if his brain finally caught up. Sapnap swallowed as Dream started to speak again.

“Haha-” Dream tiredly wheezed out. “You probably hate me for all I did,” Dream coughed, “I really don’t blame you.” He smiled as he looked up at Sapnap who was holding back tears. “Dream- for the love of God I don’t hate you.” He let the tears fall freely. “I forgive you, I could never hate you. You’re my best friend-” Sapnap rambled as Dream grabbed onto his white shirt, smearing his blood over it. “Sapnap- please, I- I’m scared. I don’t know what will happen-” Dream choked out a sob as his hands trembled, still holding onto Sapnap’s shirt as if it was a lifeline, “I don’t want to die- not yet. Not before I can make it up to you-” he coughed, “-and George.”

Sapnap carefully lifted Dream so that he could gently hug him. “I- I’ve got you. Is there anything you want me to- to tell him?” Sapnap whispered as Dream once again held onto his sleeve desperately. “Please tell him I’m sorry- for everything.” Dream whispered as his eyes closed.

Time seemed to stop as Dream took his final shaky breath. Sapnap’s dagger was still buried in his back as his body started to disintegrate into golden dust. Sapnap desperately tried to hold onto what was left of his friend as the dust got picked up with the wind little by little. He let out a loud sob as the last of Dream’s body turned to dust that seeped through Sapnap’s bloody hands. A message was let out into the chat, letting everyone know.

All that was left behind was the dagger, the blade glistened for the last time as the sun fully set and darkness settled in. Sapnap took the dagger and stabbed it into the ground where some golden dust remained. He kneeled before it and clasped his hands together. Sapnap was by no means religious but he prayed that if there was a God out there, that they would spare Dream’s soul and guide him to a better place.

Sapnap relaxed his hands once more and stood up, looking up at the dark sky. “Please forgive me.” He breathed as he turned around, ready to find George.

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