Summary: Dream accidentally dies and glitches. A rare occurrence when an entity breaks off the respawn cycle and gets trapped in the void. In time the void takes your sanity and finally, you just fade.

Will anyone notice and rescue him before it's too late.

Set in after Eret is made a king again. Dream is alone and a little insecure about it.

Dream drifted through the void. The unforgiving darkness filled with small stars carrying, consuming, floating, warping around him.

It was beautifully deadly. Deceitful peacefulness that ate your sanity as you floated in it. No end. No beginning. It just was.

It was getting harder to remember how he got there. The death was so sudden and slightly embarrassing.

Just a mountain. A tall one. His mountain where he would go to think. And think he did as he watched the sunset behind the new obsidian walls that surrounded L'manburg.

He never expected the ground beneath him to grumble and send him plummeting to his death. The death that voided him. Just his luck.

He knew he could get out. He was a powerful admin. With enough time he could get enough energy and make a way out. But that required will power. The power that the void slowly drained out as it took away your sanity and slowly your mind and finally your body.

And he could do it. But did he really want to? Part of him of course did. There was still so much to do. He was only 21. Part of him wanted someone to notice. To get him out. To care and prove he wasn't left behind.

That he wasn't alone.

But he knew nobody was coming. As an admin, he was always connected to his server. He could feel the server's pain when the people weren't happy.

The server has been in constant pain for a year now. Despite his tries. Despite his best attempts. He could feel the pain. He could feel each string that embodied and connected his friendship with these people get severed. And it hurt so much.

He cared. He tried his best. He never wanted fights or wars. But it was his job to interfere and keep the people and server safe. Even it sometimes came off cruel. But nobody never saw it like that. They saw a cold uncaring mask.

And now all ties hade been severed. Even his best friends have left him. Over handing the kingship to Eret. It had been the right thing to do. Just like exiling Tommy, just like taking away George's kingship. It was to protect them.

He didn't know how long he had been there but he knew no help was coming. He could feel it. He could feel friendships slowly mend without him. The server's pain lessening. And didn't that just hurt so much more?

Maybe he had been wrong.

Maybe it was his fault.

Maybe he was a monster like they said.

Maybe... It would be better he didn't come back.

It made his heartache as let go.

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Time flew by. The shiny stars around him mocked him.

The cold void made his body numb and the silence suffocated all thought.

He could feel his body start to fade. Sometimes he would have enough energy to look down at his hand and see them. Purple and fading. He let it happen.

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The ache never left his heart.

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Sometimes when his brain wasn't fogged he would remember the better times. The fun banter with his friends. The love he used to feel. The times he would help Tubbo make bee farms and joke around with Tommy.

He would sometimes realize missed them all until the numbness took over.

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He was scared.

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Unknowns to Dream people had started to notice.

It wasn't uncommon for the masked man to disappear from time to time. But when Tommy came back to L'manburg a week later they expected him to appear.

He didn't.

When Tubbo reluctantly agreed to let Tommy back in after a few days they expected him to show up.

He didn't.

When they took down the walls they expected him to show up.

Other SMP members did. He didn't.

Still, there wasn't much worry other than expecting the man to randomly show up livid.

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Fundy noticed when Dream didn't anwer his messages about the wedding. He had gone to his house but nobody seemed to be home. Heartbroken he left it at that.

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It finally started to occur that something was wrong when George and Sapnap went to look for him. They had cooled down from the whole de throwing thing and honestly little surprised, little worried, and little guilty.

Dream usually would come and talk about conflicts if those were to happen. Little quilty knowing how stressed he has been lately trying to keep things together.

Little worried since they too expected Dream to show up when Tommy had come back and the walls had been taken down.

After another week they went to his home to look for him. It looked bare as always but colder. Like he hadn't been there for a long time.

They asked around. But nobody knew where their friend was.

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By the third week, everyone knew something was wrong. There was a strange empty feeling in their chest. Like something was missing but they couldn't tell what it was.

The dream team felt it worst. Like something big was taken.

Part of them knew it was Dream.

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Dream never noticed that one golden string still barely hanging to his heart. Mainly because he had been sure the man hated him after ruining all his children to the war.

But Philza never let go. They weren't very close but as one powerful deity to another, there was companionship. Mainly the friendly older man taking the young admin under his wing.

Dream was a mysterious man. A boy really, compared to him. His heart filled with war but a caring soul. A mask covering his face but truly he was sure it was partly there to hide his expressive green eyes.

Phil had known something was wrong. He could feel the suffering through the small wavering connection they shared.

Part of him regretted not acting sooner.

He had been with Techno as he felt it. The last cry of help through the connection that was getting weaker. An overwhelming feeling of fear.

His son had seen his expression and immediately suited up. Without a word, Phil and Techno took to the main Dream SMP.

They arrived in record time. Phil asked around for Dream. Wondering why nobody else had felt Dreams fear. Nobody knew where he was but they could see the emergency in the winged man's eyes.

He didn't have time to explain and so he headed to L'manburg, yet getting the same response. Where was he? Wh-

"Phil? What's going on? Why do you need Dream?" Techno's voice suddenly snapped him out and as he looked around he noticed most of the server there. They all looked concerned.

Phil didn't have time to answer. Instead, he concentrated his focus on that one weak thread. It was a hard task but rewarding. Except for what he found took his breath away. It was leading straight to void.

"Oh my Notch he's in the void" he whispers but everyone heard it. If he had been paying attention he would have seen how everyone paled.

Quickly he concentrated his admin powers pleading the gods to let him work even on a server that wasn't his. The small string became visible and as a portal to void opened he dashed in following it.

He didn't like the void. Nobody did. It felt suffocating. It's darkness tried to take hold as he flew through it. Following the string and there.

Compared to the neverending darkness the body looked so small and fragile.

The expressive eyes were closed as he floated. His fingers were purple and slightly faded while his arms have started to get the purple hue. Small patches of purple were splotched around his body.

How long had he been there?

Carefully the older man took him into a hug. Dreams body was ice-cold as he adjusted his hold and wrapped his wings around them. Protective. He felt livid.

He needed to get him out. Philza ran. He ran and didn't stop until he was out of the void. The sun felt like blinding after the all-consuming darkness.

He was half aware of the cries around him. The hand leading him towards a house too focused on the weak body in his arms.

Dreams breathing was weak. He could feel the small puffs against his neck. His body had started to shiver if in pain or cold or both he wasn't sure.

But the moment he saw those eyes open. Saw the dullness and grief in the normally sparkled eyes. The moment he felt the fragile whisper. "You came..." So full of disbelief but relieved.

He knew that his young friend wasn't leaving his side for a while. He would make sure of it.

End Notes: Oh my gosh it's so long! This was kind of an interesting idea I've had and combine some Philza & Dream friendship I'm kinda proud of it. All though I hope it wasn't boring.

So I was thinking de-age maybe next. Those are always fun to make and so full of angst potential. Also, please Tags guys! I would like Clay | Dream angst and Clay | Dream-centric (Video Blogging RPF) more used. Please and thank you.

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