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While reading the letter Tubbo is slowly seemingly to get less happy and more annoyed? confused? who could tell, but then Tubbo speaks his bee wings buzzing in announce, "A revolt begins they storm the castle and you can hear the yells from miles way then they just stop the war over, not even lasting a day and the new king rules... Th-That's not
possible." Tubbo just sighs thinking seemingly coming to a decision, "War is the only option, the kingdom of La'manberg has had this kingdom under their thumb for far, far too long." Ranboo stands a lot straighter, he hates fighting but for Tubbo anything even if it means death, Tubbo seems to trail off then snaps back to reality, From what I remember
they don't worship the gods, and you know them they love to intervene in wars but only if sacrifices are given, but they do worship Lady Death. So this war should be pretty fast." Tubbo smiles a gentle, warm, tired smile that calms all Ranboo's nerves and Tubbo starts sending messages to war generals, sending letters to the town asking for any and
all willing who are 18 and above to fight in this war. Ranboo goes to sleep that night ready for battle but it would not happen for a good solid 1 month or so, he had plenty of time to wait and prepare, As the days go by he trains, teleporting then attacking, blocking, parring, and just practice, Tubbo did as well not much but as much as he can afford
while planning for a war. He trained so he could protect Tubbo, his home, his king. After a while they march, they go, they are moving and are preparing for the battle they have a solid 35,000 men not that many but that is good for a population of 5,000,000. La'manberg's military is not as strong as it is usually, when you
have the gods them selves, exempt Lady Death fighting for you, and as they approached they set up camp and waited, waited, and waited and finally the army came and the armies charged the gods waited.

Drista with her mask above her mouth was smiling like an insane person, "Yes its been so long since we fought in a war I can't wait to see what happens." Even though everyone knew the outcome if they were losing the gods would step in. This is where the unknown factor plays in, what will the young newly appointed king do? Will he fight in the front line with his men? Or would he cower like a bitch and let his men die? As Tubbo is thinking of strategic paths, placings, and attacking spots one of his men yelled, "Your highness, sir, their is this tiny black dot that just flew up from what seems the castle... your Highness?" Tubbo did not speak merely looked to Drista who smiled in delight, and put her mask over her mouth, "Finally fuck planning is soooooooooooooooooooo boring, I finally get to fight." Her smile not once falling, not like any one could see though with the mask and all but no the less. As she zoomed into the battle where La'manberg's army was losing bad like fuck man they were being pushed back from their own base camp it almost made Drista feel bad almost. But she ran in there was about 600 men left easy, she killed over 345 in like 13 secs on getting in close, it is laughable how weak humans are non of them were even hybrids. She heard horses coming closer? Who would be coming closer, and the sound was coming from the the kingdom, wouldn't the people have been evacuated?. She looked into the sky to see the black tiny dot had gotten a lot bigger it looked like a V? Then came the yelling she looked to see 3 men? Oh these are the kings personal guards. She laughed to her self they would be gone before, that train of though was over when something came down hard halfway in the battle field, dust clouds were sent up and far with a pitch black spherical wall going in all directions she could not see through it but it was moving fast it hit a soldier and they died instantly, no light fading from the eyes, no last moments of peace, their soul just ripped from them in a moment and sent to eternal damnation. This may be a problem.

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Tommy wakes up in a far to big a bed his wings don't even reach the edges, not even close. His wings are like 5 feet from the edges, and his feet were like 7 feet from the foot of the bed. By no means is he short he stands at a solid 6'3 at 18 which is well over usual height which is impressive. He hears a knock on his chamber door hearing Deo's voice "Your highness wake up there is a lot to do." his lead personal royal guard, so Tommy gets out of bed his body well built he as abs for days he could cut cheese with them, his arms were long and skinny, but you can see the muscle not well but when flexing you can see he can at least lift 250. His wings big, they look like obsidian but they draw you in they are obviously well kept, he walks over to his wardrobe which is way to big for someone his age. Lots of fancy robes, poet shirts, plenty of pants, after getting dressed in his darkest clothing (the aesthetic people, the aesthetic) he walks to his table next to the again way to big bed and grabs his crown, a obsidian black with black gems in them with wither roses twisted in it adding a bit of life the crown has if you look closely souls like on soul sand.

As he goes to the door he hears Deo, Luke, and Bitzal all his personal royal guards, he hears Luke say, "Man why does he take so long to get dressed-" and before he can finish Tommy throws open the door and he yelps in surprise, and Tommy raises an eyebrow, "Would you like to repeat and finish your sentence?" Tommy asks sounding very sarcastic and Luke starts sweating bullets while Deo and Bitzal snicker and Tommy glares at them saying, " Do you have something to add you two, cause if so please do." Now it was there turn to sweat, Tommy then just starts walking towards the throne room to have his people come in and talk after he ended the rebellion so quickly, he had stated that every twice a month the people would come in and talk about there needs and what they would like done and he would listen. He would take this info and do what he can do to help and make life better. He then went to his study after it was over, after about 30 minutes Blitzal bursts in panting and says, "The kingdom of Snowchester has set up camp and have the gods with them they are waiting for war from the looks of it." Tommy is at a lost for word hes been in rule for 4 months and they declare war he finally get word out, "Get the army ready, call in every one, and if shit gets bad we are going in." Tommy instantly stands going to get ready for the war, get his war room ready and thinking of strategies already.

He looks out his window with his avian vision he can't see them well but he can see them he sees the army and what he can only assume are the gods. He still needs to get those temples built, and those thrones in the dome above his throne shit this is going bad real fast. At least he has his mom right? Man he loves his mom a lot shes loving caring doesn't give a shit how stupid he acts. But that aside he lets his horns and his terrible vision out for a moment luckily for him his avian vision makes his vision okay but his body grows skulk to be able to protect him and use as a defense, and then he conceals it once more and does as he normally does. He sits down in the war room and the generals start poring in and the planning starts, a battle to come. Little does King Theseus or King Tommy know that his entire army will be wiped out and his personal guard well we can assume what will happen to them.

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The gods as they do waited and watched... yeah boring but hey they can't really mess with the world to much since it would be get boring after awhile so they hold off. They watched as Drista teared through the remaining La'manbergean army. Well they were squashed very easy the war lasted a week how sad. Then the black dot got bigger that is what worried them it kept getting closer. They look towards the fight to see the last man fall then something comes flying down they get a glimpse of bright gold hair, a black crown, and wings. What are they doing? Ah shit, what is that, a black sphere? They see 3 men on horses after the the black sphere retreated back to the center with... souls in it odd but the gods had three mortal to deal with.  One had what seemed to be a Santa hat, black hair, well polished armor and a very relaxed look, a katana, a bow, arrows on the horse.  One was blond, armor not polished well, he looked scared good, with a short sword and a medium shield, the last one was black hair, dark skin, had a great sword and no shield.  They recognized one as the man who killed a 'god' in all honestly the gods just blessed them with power and this caused a problem they were going to deal with it but he dealt with the one known as Timedeo.  The three of them were standing there well sitting on their horses, at this point the remaining soldiers took notice but left it to the gods since no man could hope to beat a god.  Unknown to them the king and the goddess of chaos were in combat.  But right now they needed to focus on the mortals Techno or the Blood God could make easy work of them. 

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Ok so the three of them are here staring down the gods fuck now what are we going to fight them" Luke thinks to himself.  The gods the strongest beings that exists and can kill you in an instant, sure Deo killed a guy with godly power but like these guys, girls, beings?  Who knows their gods Luke is freaking out he is no where close to as calm as Deo right now he looks like nothing is fazing him, at least Blitzel is acting normal he is also terrified but hes calm enough to not to be shitting his pants unlike Luke who might as well be.  

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Blitzel was... fine?  He guesses since he isn't as scared as Luke is, but not as calm as Deo he is the middle ground scared but could definitely fight correctly, Luke defiantly could not, Deo was ready and was going to fight like he does, They were not ready for this fight.  By Thesis or Tommy his king, why are they doing this?  Shit man well avoiding it this was a fight they were going to have to win if they want to live...FUCK why just why.

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Deo knew that he was going to win his king told him to win he will win, he can't lose, we beat a man with the gods power so he can win and he will.  Thats it no room for negotiation.  

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As the energy of death faded the dust was still floating in the air, so Drista decided to charge into the dust seeing a shadowy figure starting to stand even though it was very hard to see through the cloud of dust, she could only assume it was the person who did this to the Snowchester soldiers. As she charged the figure seemed to have been on one knee after landing but now they are standing. They had been facing away from her apparently as the figure turned just in time to block her which was impressive as he wasn't blown back or obliterated into nothing but a blood mist. If per say a regular mortal just got barely lucky enough to block they would be blown back, their weapon instantly broken and turned to specks that float in the air, and they would be turned into a mist just like their weapon. This mortal was, one- not blown back, two- their weapon was still perfectly fine, three- they were still alive, looking at the weapon it was a scythe which was interesting as scythe's are heavy at the end, extremely dangerous as they take a very long time to recover from attacking and defending. After blocking the attack Drista expected to have an opportunity to strike again at the shadowy figure, the figure with speed that was very unexpected which Drista took note of, spinning around and swinging his scythe around. Getting a very good shallow cut on her, thanks to quickly dodging, they then followed up and got an impressive gash on her with impressive dexterity. Drista at this point was feeling very aggravated as she is now injured and this was supposed to be super simple and easy, now she has lost all the Snowchester soldiers and was injured by an unexpected opponent's scythe. She wanted to kill this mortal quickly, so she moved at a speed to the point of vanishing and becoming unseeable to anything other than a god, as she attacked the shadow avoided moving left, maneuvering out of the way, Drista was getting more and more frustrated every time she swung, and they moved out of the way. She kept attacking, swinging her two swords. After some time of the shadow figure dodging and counter attacking, as she also dodged out of the way, this fight to anyone else who could see them from the outside would be like two shadows dancing, the dust starts to settle and Drista finally sees who she is fighting somewhat. She sees a beautiful face that had sky blue eyes that were calculated and pinpointed. They paid attention to every detail, oddly like how the blood god would calculate his opponent. His face had small scars that were almost unnoticeable if you didn’t look closely. He had a very nice look about him. His blond bright hair caught her attention at how bright it was and with it not being too dirty weirdly, looking at his body he looked well built enough with he has fancy clothes on, could they be a nobel? No a nobel would run, maybe a very skilled thief but who knows. While she was studying this person, they took the chance to attack in very quick succession, catching her in her stupor. Drista quickly snapped out of it trying to parry and dodge, and when she could strike back seemingly unable to even scratch their extremely pale and pristine skin, not even a tear in their clothes since every attack at him he dodged and came lunging back swinging down ward. Drista was getting tired not physically of course but patience wise, she was starting to consider using one of her godly domain powers. At this point all the dust or most of it had settled as their fight continued she could see more and more of his movement and she started to finally get some head way in this fight and she barely missed him so powers were not needed. As the fight went on with the soldiers laying around them a human figure went flying past and hit the ground rolling over dead soldiers and as soon as they got up missing an arm and bleeding heavily, seemingly on their last leg. Once standing they raise their sword forward ignoring Drista instead looking up and seemingly following a thing that was falling, the man Drista has been stuck fighting for the past hour looked over his shoulder and still didn’t say a word. In that instance a figure kicked up more dust from landing far less and it settled after only a couple moments and there stood The Blood God.

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Luke as of right now was oh so fucked in front of the gods and completely scared shitless, how in the fucking world were they to fight literal gods, the perfect beings, things that can’t die and are extremely difficult to hurt. WHAT did Tommy expect from them? They are just dudes like come on man, maybe Dio but Luke fuck no he can’t. He was hyperventilating right now. He just has to hope that his king can defeat that goddess and help put this hell to rest and save his life
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Blitzel was ready for this… ready is a very objective term isn't? cause he is ready but not at the same time, how weird, isn’t that odd… is he having those near death philosophical moments, if he is then its ok his life was pretty good he become one of the three personal guards to the king, top 3 fighters in La’manberg, honestly he lived a pretty good life if this is it what a way to go fighting a god or many gods if hes lucky. He just hopes he doesn’t let Tommy down, although he did wish he asked for a raise that one time instead of extra rations it was a good idea but he should really focus up since he is in for the fight of his soon to be not so long life.
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Deo was going to win fuck the gods he fought a being that had there powers and he beat that guy, now it may have been very difficult but it was in his younger days when he was reckless now he was more skilled, more trained, better than ever before. Now he may sound over confident and cocky but his king made an order to not let La’manberg fall so Deo was going to do just that, his king gave him a special gift something to disorientate the gods and make them vulnerable for 2.5 seconds that should be enough for him to kill at least one while his king fought off the goddess of chaos sadly the dust he kicked up won’t allow him to know whats going on with Deo, Luke, and Blitzel. Luke and Blitzel had a brooch that should give them a better reaction time since the brooch gives them better hearing even if it is only slightly. It was no time for thinking though it was time for the fight of Deo’s life.
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Techno or better known by the mortals as The Blood God , seeing the 3 mortals on horses riding up to the gods kinda impressed him even the one shitting his pants from the look on his face was still riding up with the other two, he wasn’t feeling threatened in the slightest just a little impressed they are that brave, and loyal, but also they could just be absolute idiots and think they can win when they would have to train for another 1000 years to even wish to defeat him. He may seem overconfident, but its not unfounded as he’s never been defeated… which one should he take out first, hmmmm yeah the blondie’s first take out the weakest link right.
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(true third person POV) Techno charged Luke in an instant getting up close and personal, Techno swings his sword masterfully in a downward stroke, Luke barley blocks is with his shield immediately falling off his horse tumbling then standing only to be met with another sword swing that lops off his shield arm, Luke's left arm, this started looking a lot worse since Luke trained in sword and shield combat not just sword.
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(Luke Pov) Oh fuck oh fuck I'm so beyond fucked, I’m an unknown amount of fucked. I’m in combat with The Blood God, a being who has mastered every way to fight before the concept of it actually exists. I know how to fight but thats with a sword and shield, I no longer have my shield and am fucked… am, am I in the air?
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(3rd Pov) Luke is flying through the air toward where the dust is, its clearing up but its still hard too see, and luke hits the ground just outside the dust cloud rolling barely managing to dull the impact and get back up before Techno is back on him swinging and carving into Luke even when Luke tries his best to parry, dodge, or counter none of it works and as the dust behind Luke settles just a bit more Luke has been kicked back into the air and lands near his king and the goddess right there, but he's gotta focus on the The Blood God right now since he'd rather live too see another day.
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(Deo’s pov bet ya thought ya weren’t getting this one) How the hell did I let the most dangerous one pass? Deo asks him self in his own mind as Luke is more than fucked, he can’t help him though he needs to focus on the right here infront of him. Which one, which one to fight… as Deo is thinking, Foolish walks up to him with a smile and says “Hi mortal, I rather not kill you so could you I don’t know surrender please?” Deo was shocked about how calm this god was but he couldn’t do that so he responded, “No can do, I won’t ever surrender.” Foolish looks a little sad at that response as he lifts his arm into the arm and closes his fist and says, “I gave you the choice but you wasted it.” As this is said and his fist fully closes Lightning strikes down on Deo, and Deo falls to the ground not expecting a god to use their power right off the bat. Deo lay there unmoving until he slowly picks himself up, Foolish looking down at him struggling to get up just says, “You see? The only reason a mortal could ever fight a god is if that god just doesn’t use their powers, understand?” Foolish asks not wanting to kill this legend of a mortal. Deo continuous to get up unsheathing his kattana then he pulls out a mirror only to understand he has to say, “Flash.” as he utters the words and drops the mirror, the mirror blinds and deafens the gods disorienting them, Deo takes this chance to attack Foolish, Foolish’s gold skin deflects the attack.
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(Blitzels Pov) Blitz looks in fear as Deo falls before Foolish, he mutters, “which god is that?” Never hearing of a god with gold skin, with a shark hide hanging from his head. As he stares he barely dodges the short sword that flew at him looking to see the demigod of manipulation Dream who is the closest demigod to reaching godhood, Blitzle draws his Great sword and brandishes it ready to fight a demigod, more do able than fighting a god still almost impossible though.

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Tommy (been a minute) POV: Tommy in this moment of absolute regret of every life decision he has ever made thinks, “Ok so Blood God is here and the Chaos goddess man this war is going great.” Tommy backs off from Drista hoping to draw attention to himself instead of Luke… now this is a shit plan but whoever said Tommy was a master strategist, is stupid cause he thinks he might have actually called him that once. But his plan works so now what is he gonna do… he could try and negotiate… but he doubts thats gonna work considering its the fucking two most destructive and murder loving gods um yeah hes fucked. “Sooooo… I understand I’m at a disadvantage here.” Tommy states, The Blood God turns his full attention at Tommy, waiting for the next line. “Okay so at this stage in the very short war I would start negotiating but ya know… fuck that!” Tommy charges and swings his big ass scyth toward Drista, who quickly jumps back The Blood God quickly dashes forward and swings, Tommy tries his best to dodge it but barely manages too. Tommy struck back but as he did he saw a flash and then heard the sound of thunder, he quickly dashed away after his strike missed The Blood God he looked at the distance, knowing his guard won’t last long he looks at Luke and nods, then takes to the air in a powerful flap of his wings.

Luke’s POV:
Yeah so Tommy gave the signal, I’m out, I have no reason to stick around. I’ll dip to the inner walls and protect the people still in the city. And quickly Luke rushes back toward the city, neither god tries to stop him instead interested in the man that just flew away, and the fact Foolsh just called upon lightning for a mere mortal.

Techno’s POV:
Why is he running? No, not running… Leaving us with his soldier… he knows we’re strong and blood thirty… then he assumes that we will go after the tougher hunt… smart, very smart. Techno turns his head toward Drista, “Shall we hunt?” Drista under her mask smiles and nods rapidly. So Techno with Drista by his side starts moving to where everyone else is.

Dio’s POV:
“Ugh” Deo groans and thinks shortly after, ‘Under statement of the fucking century honestly. Getting hit with fucking lightning… not as fun as one would think.’ Deo’s body crackled with electricity and he was burnt and his body was giving out on him, and as he was about to hit the floor he felt arms catch him an lay him down softly and he heard his king’s voice, “It alright Deo, you did good, Luke is escaping right now, I’ll handle it from here.” So Deo Decided he could take a nap.

Bitzel’s POV: ‘FUCK, FUCk, FUUUUUUCK’ were the only thoughts in Bitzels head has he was fighting Dream… ‘this was not good.’ He could barely keep up, he was stuck on the defensive and even then he was still getting slashed here and there. He was stuck, until, his king lands catching Deo and the only thought in his head is, ‘Why is he here already?’

Foolish POV: Foolish feels kinda bad... he didn't mean to summon such a strong bolt of lightning, he's still trying to get used to not using an excessive amount of force when fighting people. As he watched Deo fall he was startled as someone caught the guy and laid him don softly and then slowly stood back up, the crown atop his head a clear sign of his ruler ship of the kingdom... And Foolish is kinda out of his depth here, like what doe he say... uh maybe, 'Surrender now and maybe something will be left standing?' That sounds vaguely intimidating, kinda, maybe, ok not really. So he just stands there confused. As the king goes to speak all waiting with baited breath (At least those who need to breath).