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"It's almost been five years-" Wilbur as he scratched a new mark into the station wall "I've been here for almost five whole years" he laughed to himself "Tommy would be a young adult and so would Tubbo...". His mind started to flood with happy memories he had with everyone. He backed from the wall as big tears formed and rolled down his face "they wouldn't want me back after what I did-". Suddenly his back felt hot like he was facing away from a big fire. He quickly spun around and took a step back. "what the fuck!?" All of the train tracks were engulfed in blue flames. A train sped into the station, it's brakes screeched horribly as the rain came to a stop, opening its doors. A gray man with a yellow sweater walked out of the train. It searched the area before their eyes, or lack thereof, landed on him. The figure smiled and quickly walked over.
"Hello!" It sounded friendly, but as they got closer he noticed how identical they were to each other.
"Who are you? And what's going on!?" Wilbur asked, panicked.
"I'm Ghostbur! And you're getting revived!" The gray man said cheerfully.
Wilbur couldn't believe what he was told "revived? Why?"
"I figured everyone needed a good leader! And you're the best person I could think of!"
"...." Wilbur turned to the flaming train.
"We don't have much time, you need to go"
"Are you sure that is safe?" Wilbur pointed at the train with worry spread across his face.
"Oh it's perfectly safe!"
"I don't know"
Ghostbur quickly grabbed Wilbur's arm and started to drag him into the train.
"Wha- hey!" Wilbur tried to get free, but it was too late.
Ghostbur had shoved him into the train making him fall on his back. The train doors closed, before he could get back on his feet.
"Wait- nonono" he rushed to the doors to try to open them in vain. He banged on the door "hey! Let me out! I'm not ready!"
But Ghostbur just smiled and waved as the train departed. Wilbur rushed to the back of the train only for the rear door to be locked.
"Nonono No! I'm not ready yet!" He yelled to the vanishing station, tears flowing down his cheeks.
Soon everything around him was a blinding white.
The warmth of the fire had faded, as his ears started to ring.
"Agh my ears" Wilbur said sitting up.
"He's awake!" A deep voice exclaimed.
He opened his eyes to see a monarch and a guy dressed in white. As his eyes adjusted to the light he could clearly make out who was above him.
"Eret? Punz? What's going on?" He was still confused about the whole situation, and why a old traitor and his enemy were there.
"Dream paid me to bring you back, and with Eret's help it worked," Punz said in a dead tone.
His heart started racing once Dream was mentioned "no! Don't let Dream know I'm back, don't tell anyone! Please!" He begged, falling to his knees, "I don't want anyone to know! I'm not ready for this!".
Punz took a minute to think about this "Fine, I won't tell Dream or anyone else" relief washed over Wilbur "But, you have to live with me and pay me back for keeping this a secret"
"Ok! I'll do it! Anything so Dream doesn't find out!" He stood up, now noticing the new but familiar weight on his back. He turned to see that his wings, that he lost right before L'manburg, were back.
"Wow, I remember you talking about how great your wings were but I wasn't expecting this," Eret said, walking over to Wilbur's wing.
He backed away from the king "Don't touch them, but yeah… and I have one question for you Eret"
"Yes Wilbur?" Eret said with a friendly smile as if there was no tension between them.
"Why did you betray us?" Wilbur asked quietly.
"... I thought or Dream made me think that if I helped him the server would go back to being peaceful, but that didn't work. I've regretted my betrayal since the day it happened" Eret explained in a clear and serious tone.
"You know I'm not mad at you for why you did it. It's reasonable and I agree, though I don't expect anyone to forgive me for what I did… but I forgive you Eret" both smiled at each other.
"Thank you Wilbur and you be safe out there"
"I'll definitely try to," He said with a small laugh.
"We should be going now while the sun is still going down" Punz waved Wilbur over to follow him.
"Yup, I guess I'll see you around Eret" Wilbur said, walking over to Punz.
"yeah, I'll see you around Wilbur" Eret waved goodbye before she started walking to her castle.
He followed Punz to their house and got a secret room set up.
Over the next few days, Wilbur used a long black cape to cover his wings, hid his hair in his beanie, and used a black face mask to hide his identity while mining, so he can pay back Punz. Luckily he hasn't bumped into any of the other members while on these trips. Punz had gotten used to Wilbur’s perasince and started to enjoy his company.
“Hey, Punz?” He said, putting the cobblestone he mined into a chest.
“Yeah?” Punz responded, counting the ores Wilbur had collected.
“Do you know how Tommy is doing? He should be an adult by now, right?”
Punz gave him a puzzled look “How long do you think it's been?”
“Just over four and a half years? Why?” Wilbur looked just as puzzled as Punz.
“Time must move differently because it's only been two months since you died”
“Only two months?” he repeated to himself. He was shocked how much time hadn’t actually passed. “So Tommy is still a teen?”
“Yup”
Wilbur sat down on a chest to process this. Soon there was a knock on the door.
“Heya, Punz you got anything new?” Dreams said from the other side of the door.
“Shit” Wilbur rushed quietly to hide in his secret room right before Dream entered the house. He listened to the conversation from under the floorboards.
“Sorry Dream, I still got nothing on bringing back Wilbur”
Dream let out a disappointed sigh “I guess we only have one last option” there was the sound of a leather bag being opened.
“No, how did you manage to get that?” There was a shocked tone in Punz’s voice.
“Schlatt gave it to me. He probably thought I’d bring him back if he were to die” Dream spoke like it was a normal occurrence.
“Are you sure it’ll work? And that he didn’t trick you?”
“I can test it on someone” Dreams voice grew dark.
“Who?” Punz asked.
“Maybe you? Or Tommy~ or maybe Ranboo!” he sounded more insane with every word he spoke. There was a long silence “you won’t mind if I took just one life from you, right? I mean I’m your highest paier! And if it works you’ll get your life back! So it’s like you never died!” The silence continued.
“It is only one life-” Punz spoke quietly.
“Yeah! That’s the spirit!” Dream cheered.
“I’ll put my stuff in a chest so I don’t lose anything” Punz said as the sound of footsteps followed with a chest opening soon after they stopped. A minute later the chest closes.
“You ready?” Dream asked as heavy footsteps approached where the first footsteps ended and the quiet sound of a blade being slowly unsheathed.
“I gue-” the sound of a sword being sheathed was heard before a loud thud of a body hitting the ground silently echoed through Wilburs mind. Wilbur jumped at the sound of the body hitting the ground. He was afraid of what he just witnessed. He could hear Dream chanting something in what sounded like the enderman’s language, then he heard a gasp with heavy breathing following.
“You're insane” they muttered between breaths.
“It worked! It really worked! Haha! Oh, now I have to find Ghostbur!” Dream excitedly ran out of the house. Punz knocked on the floor in morse code telling Wilbur that it was safe to come out of hiding. Once Wilbur got out of hiding he had his full attention on Punz.
"Are you ok?" He asked worriedly.
"I'm fine, I still have all of my lifes, see?" Punz showed the three heart tattoos on their arm that everyone in the server has, all of the hearts were full and red.
Wilbur let out a sigh of relief "do you have any scars?" he asked out of curiosity.
"I don't know, does revival leave scars?" Punz questioned.
"Mine did," he said, pointing to himself.
"Where?"
Wilbur lifted his white shirt to show a big scar going across his chest "it opens up sometimes but only If I overwork myself"
"huh-" Punz seemed to be memorized by the scar or was it Wil’s chest?
"Punz?" Wilbur waved his hand in front of their face.
They shook their head "hm? What?"
"You ok? It looked like you zoned out while looking at my scar"
Punz's eyes slowly drifted back to Will's scar "yeah I'm fine"
Wilbur put his shirt down "ok now let's see if you have one” he was starting to reach for Punz’s hoodie but pulled away “if you’re comfortable showing your chest to me”
“I am and I’m just as curious as you are about this” he took off her hoodie and lifted their shirt. There was a fresh scar that was directly on his heart. Wilbur gently glided his fingers over it, Punz tensed up a little "your fingers are cold"
"oh, sorry," Wilbur replied as he backed away.
"your good" Punz pulled his shirt down and put their hoodie back on. When Punz was pulling up his shirt Wilbur noticed strange marks on either side of him. Like a second pair of arms was supposed to be there. Wilbur looked Punz in the eyes now, noticing that his sclera was bluer than anyone else's.
"You've mentioned that you and Purpled are related right?" Wilbur asked
"Uh yeah, he's my son. Why do you ask?"
"Well Purpled has a UFO which would hint to him being an alien, so my main question is are you an alien?"
"yes I am, though I wasn't expecting you to figure it out that fast”
"I happen to notice your sclera was bluer than normal and the markings on your sides"
"oh- those normally aren't noticeable, wait…. Wil" Punz’s cheeks were a little pink
"I mean I never noticed it during the L'manburg wars- uh? Yes?" Wilbur replied, confused.
"Why were you focused on my eyes and my sides?” he asked with a little bit of nervousness.
“I uh-” Wilbur's face quickly turned red. “I- just like to pay attention to detail…” he mumbled something that couldn’t be heard.
“What was that last part?” Punz leaned in closer to Wilbur.
“I said that I.. I like your details” Wilbur whispered.
Punz was too stunned to speak. His face was as red as a tomato.