3 Works by Repeating_Records
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“Wil,” He starts, concern creeping into his tone. “You do remember what happened, right?”
“What? What happened?”
There’s an intake of breath. From Phil, from Techno, from Wilbur, from everything else. A moment. A silence. Long enough for a sliver of fear, too short for that fear to take hold just yet.
“Wilbur.” Phil breathes his name. An apology. “You-”
“You died.”
(Or, Wilbur Soot is revived, but with a couple things being strikingly different.
Philza revives him in his and Techno's cabin.
Philza is a much better parent.
And Wilbur doesn't remember anything after being President.)
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Wilbur steps closer, hand outstretched, moving to check their pulse or perhaps help them up like he’d done with Tommy. He isn’t quite sure which.
The man groans softly, painfully. He looks pale, almost blue.Then he looks up, and their eyes meet.
There’s something unseeing, something glassy about them. His face has a sheen to it, a thin layer of sweat covering him. And his breathing is turning more into a choking noise, a hacking gasp.--
Or,
Is it really possible to make a cure if you’re the one dying?
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Or,
In the apocalypse, Wilbur is infected and, through either fate or determination, doesn’t die. But the clock’s ticking and every second is a second closer to his end.
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In a world of apathetic Gods and Goddesses, who think only of their own wants and needs, it is oh so rare to find one that's different. Kind.
And even rarer to be precious to that God. To be of worth.So why did another try to break that?
Or,
Wilbur is Tommy's beloved follower, and Dream is the God who takes advantage of a storm to damage that.