Power and Control

“You’re just another man in a mask to me. I’ve seen all this before. I’ve done all this before. You can’t even create your own brand, Quackity,” Dream said, sauntering closer to him. “It’s ironic, right? I’m supposed to be the bad guy. I’m supposed to be the most hated figure on the server and yet…” he leaned closer to Quackity until he was directly in his face. “No one can seem to ever get me out of their little heads.” He leaned back and gave a grin that was only partially obscured by his signature mask.“You are so full of shit, Dream. You think I’m just another man in a mask? I could kill you at any time!” Quackity shouted furiously.Dream’s laughed. “You could,” he mused with a shrug. “How do you know I’ll stay dead?”