phil’s crows can hear what goes inside the maximum security cell yeah? dream occasionally has his breakdowns yeah?
i propose to you, doomsday trio (but more specifically dream n phil)
Phil’s crows return to him one time, their feathers ruffle of concern and they seem in a rush to get to him.
It’s when they mutter the words, torture, lava, starvation- the list is long, far too long.
Hope died, they echoed, by the hands of Tommy.
He died, they echoed again, over and over again, by Quackity.
And the fear, the overwhelming fear, of Techno having to deal with Quackity- but then there was also the loud loud defeaning pang of sadness and disgust.
No man deserved such pain, and when Phil had heard about all the pain Dream went through, the torture, the starvation, the self-harm. He felt disgusted, at the Warden, at the Casino head. He felt disgusted, the ones in power, fucking around and doing whatever. Oh, how he desired so badly to tear those in power apart.
Then he heard the few crows, of how the Warden desired to imprison DreamXD. DreamXD. The God of the server, the Protector of the End. And the Warden was aiming for his head. Like the power fucking hungry monster he was.
And by the gods was he pissed, nobody deserved such pain and NOBODY was deserving to indulge in such frivolous ideas of imprisoning a fucking GOD.
Philza fucking Minecraft, the man with only one life, will see to the end of the Warden’s dictatorship, and he would swear his name on that ten times over.