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Nooo now I have bad memories and nostalgia.. WILBUR WHYYYY

My favorite show with a song from my favorite musical. I LOVE THIS!!

I am literally listening it in 2024 and just started to discover your arts , I am amazed !! I think everyone will agree with me that we need to see a whole film or series about this story .You are doing an amazing job bro , don't stop doing it.❤

I HAVENT COMMENTED ON THIS>!??!?!?!? IVE WATCHED THIS SO MUCH LAST YEAR ITS SO GOODDDDDD

2 things a. i love this sm b. the 399 comments was killing me :P

UNDERATED, OH MY GOD. MIND BLOWN. IM IN TEARS.

o7 to a legend

After 2022:depression

I remember watching this when it came out and coming back to this after years feels f*cking insane.

Wow

i miss technoblade so much i love the dream smp it made me cry when i found out he died

Seriously, even after dream smp end and after I watch arcane, I still consider this an art piece. Good job

Wilbur slays people with a different thing in his mouth

I've been scrolling down on my like videos then sudden whiplash by nostalgia. This made me cry twice and for different reasons.😢

I have a feeling this was a situation where you were listening to music and suddenly this amazing animatic popped up in your head

techno never dies boii as long as we remember him

I couldn't find any comment recognising the reference to the famous Russian painting “Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan” at 1:06. Such a fitting reference!

"Cant you see! You are me!" Such a badass line.

BRUH HOW COULD I NOT COMMENT ON THIS BEFORE?!?!?!? THIS IS FREAKING AWSOME

I came into this fandom like a week ago, it’s like wandering through a ruined city full of cracked monuments

AHHHHHH I LOVE THIS SM, I WAS HERE WJEN THIS UPLOADED >:DDD

She also included the Friendship Emerelads whaaat🥹

It was just a bad Dream…

Its been 2yo.. and it still hits as hard, especially now when techno is not with us anymore...

This is fantastic, and I never would’ve expected it would pair so perfectly with the ending of the whole SMP

Amazing animatics KNP!!!! Loved all of them! The way the shading, sometimes the smooth movements with the SBI is amazing! Great job!

Despite everything, this animatic is still so special to me (as is c!wilbur)

GOD this is so GOOD

This is incredible!! Amazing choice of music, the art is beautiful and the emotions are so clear and its so good!!!

bro the eyes are just us watching his streams

Nah this is all wrong This is the correct thing Badboyhalo: Soilder George not found: Poet Technoblade: Ruler

I cried

just saw videos Trying to find Techno 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲

Idk why but these make me so happy ❤ good work

Haven’t seen the owl house but I love the evil owl deer man

this is so cool the way it goes with the beat tickles my brain in just the right way and the perfect amount of angst

Cool

The real song to this is "I'm Gonna Win" By: Rob Cantor.

LOVE THIS LOL

CHILLS. Literal chills. Omfg, this is so FREAKING AMAZING.

i thought it was bob from fnf

Help, I'm addicted to this music and this animation

oh my god oh my god oh my fucking god. i didnt cry watching the show. but THIS. fuck. shit. shit shit. holy shit. HUNTER i feel so. i have no idea. disturbed????????? it made the death more real. i dunno. fuck. jesus. thank you for making this. it was gloriously MMMM yk?? UGHisynikaunsilcjancdhadniawndyuw

1:27 after what happened, this line becomes somewhat true😢

Keep scrolling if you don’t want a quick story about this amazing animatic 😂 Philza searched, Philza flew far and wide. He was bored and felt dull with taking care of middle aged men that acted like five year olds. He hung in the midst of L’manburg, in his cottage, comfortable as he laid. One time after he took a calming trip around the arid hills and sometimes finding new discoveries, he looked in his bookshelf as he was tired of yelling at Tubbo, Fundy and them. “You’ll melt!” He said to a strange, phantom man that he didn’t know that one day would be his own son. He picked out an old, rusty book with no cover, but a hazel, dusty, plain gilded interior was all there was to comprehend. He flipped through the pages elegantly, glancing at few of the words, he noticed it was unfinished, but the story it told was one to remember to the old, winged god. “Once a boy now man-pig,” it read, “he once wielded a sword and rid his steed, and never looks back. Some would say he is fierce, some would say that though violent, he could be kind, compassionate, and empathetic. Nobody believed them silly rumors, everyone knew in the end that his battalion would forever be stained with blood and a faint scent of flesh.” Philza then flipped the page as he suddenly became intrigued on what this anonymous author began to write. “There was a friend of said murderer, a musician. Who knew that it could work out with them being together, but it did. He’d never seemed abused nor afraid to shout and fight with the intention to kill with his words, much less a sword was when the piglin needed to train him in that area. It was always fun to see them battling together then laugh at the musician’s failures.” The book quickly turned into a calming kind of experience, though it seemed odd that it mentioned that the author was there with them. Philza doesn’t care, his gaze locked onto the book even though he knew Fundy was screaming, “grandpa!” outside of his front door. The winged god stayed quiet though. He sipped a glass of water beside him, laid it down, and readjusted himself to read more. “Then, there was a child whom frightened to grow and read his own diary or story, though tired, he walked and tracked with them, and loved them. The blonde-haired freak, always getting on my nerves and Wilbur’s.” They’d finally said a name. Surely the piglin wasn’t named Wilbur, Philza inquired, it had to be the musician that seemed depressed to his thoughts. “It was hilarious seeing them laughing together, and Technoblade’s silent rebuttals and protests never seemed to go through with the squirmy tall toddler, he still chuckled some, gave him a hard way, and felt as a bigger brother to me and them as well. He was always my favorite,” the author put the last part in italics to show the secret. They must’ve been there, he kept thinking, suddenly believing that he had knew his fellow god-friend. Phil didn’t want to go too in depth with that question though, it was getting late after all. Philza flipped yet another page, seeing half of the text ripped off, he saw half of the authors name, and a small side note that managed to survive. “Brothers, now separated, I’m in the middle of it.” Was what he interpreted. Then, the author stated, “By Ph-“ as Phil finished the word to being his name. Suddenly, Phil closed the book looking up at a massive piglin with sharp tusks, but a gentle grin and the same look the book described. Wilbur, the supposed boy with talents with a musician, looked depressed with his red beanie, but the blonde-haired child pushed him to make him chuckle. Technoblade suddenly jumped up, looking to his horse, Carl with gentle and determined eyes, he said farewell to his family, holding his hand at the sun with his thumb spread out confidently. Wilbur said goodbye to them too, leaving the gremlin with Phil, having his hand up to and walking with a vibrant book in his hand with music notes written everywhere. “Could I see the book?” The kid walked to the old, now damaged winged man. “Sure,” he calmly stated. He gave him the book, as the boy looked carefully inside. He took it with him, walking away with his brothers in a calm manner, not looking up once until he threw the book onto the soft grass, running up to his brothers with pride inside of his heart. Philza snapped back into reality, answering Fundy’s call. Thanks for reading, little long, but whatevs. 4/4

How is just now getting on my fyp 😭

I-is there a way how I can double thumb up this? This is freaking epic 😍😍😍