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The room was swallowed by a stillness that felt almost unnatural, a stark contrast to the chaos Technoblade usually inhabited. He sat with one leg crossed over the other, his gaze fixed on you, who sipped their tea with a serenity that bordered on the supernatural. His crown rested precariously, nearly sliding over the edge of the heavy book in his lap as he tilted his head, studying the scene. For once, the incessant, bloodthirsty voices in his mind had fallen silent, replaced by a void that was as terrifying as it was peaceful. A small, strained smile tugged at his lips as he finally spoke, his voice low and cautious. "Enjoying your tea?"