Were one falls another shall rise

As I was dying I could only think one thing Technoblade can never die but I… I could, or to be more accurate in this case I was. It's hard to imagine that I was perfectly fine a year ago living life posting videos for my fans, being a college drop-out and all having friends that were also YouTubers, meeting or I guess talking to my friends and famous people online from my house. But it was still in its own right a good life, one in which not many got to have or experience, until I was diagnosed with cancer it broke my parents, especially my mother she nearly fell to the floor but before she could my dad caught her and when she was in his arms she started crying and I don't mean the sprinkle kind of tears but as in a geyser had just exploded.

My dad looked at the doctor with both an angry and a sad face. "what do you mean he has cancer this has to be wrong this can't be true, you must have missed diagnosed him!"

The doctor looked at my parents with a look of pity before he explained further into it and after about an hour long conversation (only 30min) of talking with the doctor on how they believe it happened, and that it was still treatable. And the moment my mother heard that it was still treatable she immediately started saying "do it, what are you waiting for until he dies!"

The doctor was of course a little surprised at how fast she went from sobbing to screaming at him that he immediately tried to tell them about the side effects of the treatment and that it could possibly fail or even worsen it. But my mother wasn't trying to hear and told them as long as her "baby" lived it didn't matter of course my dad calmed her down and he told the doctor to explain in which he did and when it was all done and over they all looked at me and my dad asked me in a sad tone "So what do you want to do?" When my mother heard this she nearly punched him but before she could I said what were my chances the doctor looked at me and said "Well since it is only at the first stage there should be at least a 70% chance".

As I heard that I told him in a stern voice then let's do it. And with that all happening my uploading schedule went to hell, but I mean it's not like it wasnt basiculay their this just guaranteed it and as the months went by I started to get better and especially after the surgery everything was going great at this point I felt good back to my old self and so as a little gift to my fans now that I was better I got on the 'Dream SMP' and did a live stream and as my fans started coming in and gathering in herds well I guess I would to if I were them. I mean I was barely giving them one video a month, but as they were gathering I had a slight pain in my arm but of course I just shrugged it off as nothing, I mean I wasn't being ignorant of it because the doctor told me that I would have these arm muscle cramps after the surgery.

And they wouldn't be anything dangerous just should let my arm relax, but it had been so long since I had uploaded and I just couldn't wait and did it anyway as almost and hour had gone by of live streaming and people congratulating me on getting better which made me happy it happened as if my bones were being grinder down by a grinder and my muscle feeling like they been set on fire I screamed and passed out, of course my fans thought that it was some kind of joke but soon after they heard a door slam and they could hear shouting of a women telling a man to call the ambulance when they heard that they truly believed it and just as they were all about to stop typing the stream was ended.

Everything was blank I was in pain even though I wasn't conscious it still hurt, I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't no matter how hard I tried they just wouldn't budge open, but then I heard the door to my room open even though I couldn't open my eyes or even move at the matter of fact. I could still hear, and then I heard a woman's voice and the sound of some sort of bag filled with water I think, and then she spoke "Poor boy, you and your family did not deserve such punishment especially you, your parents visit every week even though it's been three years".

I didn't know how to react when I heard her. It felt like a few days at most but three years ,impossible and I tried to say something, anything, trying to move my finger, wiggle my toes just something to show the lady that I was awake but no matter how hard I tried nothing worked.

I eventually gave up and laid there, I couldn't even cry or show any emotions on my face as my body wouldn't respond and as I laid there time slowly but surely started going by and just like that five more years went by and if I had to describe how I was doing I would tell you that I wanted to die. But not because of being alone in this dark decrypted place but because of the unbearable pain I thought it would go away or simply I would get used to it but I couldn't be more wrong.

As the time went by it got worse to the point I would scream for hours a day, of course they couldn't tell they didn't know but they kept me alive in this dark place only to suffer. I was both filled with hatred, anger, rage, sadness, and of course loneliness.

Then I heard the door to my room open and a male doctor came in and stared at me for a moment and then said in a tone full of both pity, and sadness "It is time, we have kept you alive as long as we could your parents struggled to come here at this time as they couldn't bare to see you die so that's why we all had one last meeting last week".

This of course was the same doctor that told me and my parents that I had cancer. I could tell by the voice then he continued "We will put a drug in your system that will make it painless and like a dream". When I heard this I was filled with a happiness that I hadn't felt in a long, long time and as the doctor said that he grabbed a needle off the counter and injected it into my almost dead decrypted arm that was as weak and thin as a 90 year old. And as the drug went into my body I could feel it not in the pain it hurts type of feeling but more like when your parents gave you a medicine that would make you feel really sleepy.

And as it made its way to my head I could finally feel that everlasting pain go away. It was as if I was being wrapped in the arms of an angel and one last thought went through my mind "death isn't so bad, it's actually quite nice" then everything went dark.