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IN WHICH:

Angels and demons don't mix, and when they do, demons tend to chase after them, trying to kill every last one of the hybrids. 

So before they could even speak a word, Ranboo and (Y/N) were sent to the Overworld to seek cover from death.

But they find the two anyways. 

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Eventually, Techno stopped. We made our way a couple meters away before stopping and looking towards him curiously. Was this the best decision? No. 

But are we dumb seventeen year olds?

Oh most definitely. 

Techno stood still for a moment, looking at the ground, before sighing and nodding to himself- what I thought was himself. He looked towards us. 

"You're lucky that Dan got through to him."

"Philza?" Ranboo asked quietly. 

Techno made a noise that was in between a laugh and a scoff. "Yeah."

Tubbo let out a breath of relief as he leaned on the wall, sinking to the ground, practically collapsing. "I have never ran more in my life."

"At least we're alive." I muttered as Ranboo fell down backwards as well, landing on the cloud floor in relief. 

"I'm so tired." he groaned. 

I simply sat back right on my ass, breathing out harshly. 

OR

I squeezed Ranboo in a hug one last time before laying him down on the cloudy floor, a little closer to Tubbo before stepping over him, sword still in hand. "You killed my best friends." I glared as Techno watched as always, nonchalant. "You killed my best friends!"

"It's my job, kid."

"Fuck you."

Techno swung his axe idly, "as an assassin, I get that more than you'd think." He sighed, "wanna get this started?"

"Oh I want this more than just started." I scoffed, "I want you dead."

"You can try."

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