Hey ya'll, it's Enderdeath! I hope you're having a great day, but I don't know if I'll make it any better with this new chapter... So yeah. This chapter has 1,259 words. NOTE: I do not own Mianite, any YouTubers mentioned, Minecraft, and really, I don't own anything except the idea. ALSO: I am not claiming the real Declan actually deals with this sort of thing, nor do I; this is purely fantasy.

Chapter 9

"We're here," Wag pulled up on Khione's reigns, bringing the mare to a halt. Dec looked up with dull eyes, studying what was in front of him.

It looked like a small temple-turned-house. It had brown and silver stained windows and was made out of mostly brown stained clay and light gray wool. It was the size of a normal house, but it was made like a shrine of some sort, with quartz accents.

Dec watched as Wag hopped off of the cart, walking up to the simple wooden door, his feet dragging in the dust. The wizard knocked on the door and soon after, it was flung open by a pretty young woman, with strange silver hair and chocolaty brown eyes.

"Bring him in," The young woman said quickly, not giving Wag a chance to speak. When she looked at Dec and Twisted, they obediently dismounted the cart and going around to each side, lifted User's makeshift coffin out and together, carried it into the temple-house under the woman's watchful eye.

"My lady, Khione," Wag bowed before the woman, his eyes solemnly downcast on the floor. Khione, eyes glittering with sadness, rested her hand on Wag's shoulder.

"Don't worry, I will help you," Khione appeared to read Wag's mind. "But you came here seeking something different, didn't you?"

Dec glanced up, confused. What did the goddess mean? They only brought User here for a proper burial.

Khione smiled gently. "My mother, Ianite, has never been able to affect life and death quite as drastically as she hopes. Oftentimes, her resurrected souls end up being zombies and living, yet not alive. Now, I have practiced this talent for millennia. If someone were to show me a dead god, I have no doubt that I would be able to revive them."

Dec blinked, knowing what Khione was saying but hardly believing it true. "Do – do you mean to say you can bring User back to life? Would you be willing to?"

Khione turned to face Dec. "I gave this young wizard his powers. I do not want my gift to be wasted so easily." Dec flinched, averting his gaze.

"Why are you troubled, young priest?" Khione asked, tilting her head.

"I killed him," Dec choked out, blinking back tears once again. "I told him no one needed him and he – he jumped." Dec kept his eyes trained on the floor as he heard Khione walk closer. His friends were silent and Dec forced himself not to sob aloud.

Dec looked up when he felt Khione's cool hand against his cheek. She was staring at the priest sadly and with a sudden start, Dec's realized the goddess's eyes were glistening with tears.

Khione opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by a loud rumbling noise in the earth. Dec jumped back as a column of black smoke suddenly billowed up from the floor beside him.

The smoke cleared to reveal Dianite, his arms crossed and his tail lashing. Wag flinched away and Twisted tried to hold back a yelp, which ended up coming out as a squeak.

"You say you require a sacrifice - specifically of my son - to resurrect your wizard?" Dianite spoke smoothly, his marbled white eyes trained on Khione.

"You cannot summon life without some source of power," Khione argued, her voice hiding a thinly veiled anger.

Dianite shrugged. "You may be right - but I will not allow Declan to give up his powers and potentially kill himself."

"I don't care!" Dec shouted, desperation consuming him. Dianite turned to look at him as Dec continued. "I would do anything for User! He saved my life!"

"I know he did," Dianite said gently. "I was the one who led him and Kat to you."

Dec stared at the god, dumbstruck and momentarily speechless. Dianite helped User find him when he was lost in the Nether?

"Now, my dear niece," Dianite turned his stare back to Khione. "I have never been an active part of Declan's life. I feel like I owe something to him."

Khione's eyes gleamed. "A mortal couldn't harness a god's full power," She warned.

Dec realized what was happening. Dianite was offering to give up part of his powers so User could live again.

And he was doing it for Dec.

"So what about part of it?" Dianite smirked. "I can regain my strength after a little while. Your wizard will live. Neither of us can object."

Khione pursed her lips, clearly disliking Dianite's sass. "I can object to you being a smart aleck," She shot back.

"But you won't because I'm just so full of charm," Dianite laughed. Khione put her face in her hands for the count of five seconds.

"You. Are. The. Biggest. Ass. Ever." Khione glared at Dianite.

"Love you too, sweetheart," Dianite dodged Khione's fist.

"Call me 'sweetheart' again and I'll kill you right out," Khione growled. "And you are drastically slimming the chances of me wanting to work with you, even for User."

"Okay, okay, fine," Dianite rolled his eyes. "You're no fun."

"And you expected me to be all laughter and rainbows?" Khione hissed. Her eyes narrowed, "User is dead. How can I be happy when such an abundance of life and energy was wasted?"

"That's why I'm here," Dianite took a step forwards, towards Khione. "To bring that energy back to life."

Khione huffed, turning her back to Dianite. "How do I ever tolerate you?" Khione muttered, stalking across the room to a quartz altar.

Dec, who had been watching the gods' conversation with wide, fascinated eyes, blinked as if he was just coming to his senses. "What now?" He asked Khione.

"Put User up here," Khione tapped the altar. "Dianite, make sure you have something to sit down on. This is going to be painful for both you and User if it works." Dianite grunted and summoned a small stool made of cobblestone, placing it down near the altar.

Twisted picked up User, cradling him in his arms. He carried the lifeless wizard over to the altar, setting him down gently on the marbled surface. User lay sprawled on the cold stone, resting on his back. Blood was still smeared around the edges of his mouth.

Khione approached the lifeless wizard, her silky silver hair appearing to glow in the dim lighting. She walked around the altar so that she was facing where Dec and his friends waited. Dianite sat slightly to her left, arms crossed and eyes narrowed as he watched the goddess.

Khione took a deep breath and closed her eyes, beginning to chant.

"Pavogtų mintys, grįžimas prie sielos, nors galia nežinoma, savo gyvenimo kontrolė" Khione spoke powerful, her words seeming to reverberate in on themselves. Dianite suddenly gasped and his eyes widened.

Dec rushed over to his father as the devil fell off the stool, writhing around on the floor with his eyes squeezed tightly shut. Twisted yelped and pulled the priest back; not a moment too soon as Dianite's pointed tail slashed through the space where Dec's feet had been half a second before.

Dec stared at his father as Dianite's struggle subsided. The god inhaled deep heavy breaths, eventually getting his breathing back to normal. He opened his eyes slowly, and immediately glared at Dec.

"Well?" Dianite snapped. "Is he alive?"

Dec suddenly switched his attention back to User. The wizard was still limply sprawled on the altar.

Khione was staring dejectedly at the ground.

User still wasn't breathing.

The spell had failed.

User was dead.

I am so sorry for destroying any sense of hope that you had left...

Random Observation: Hey Qwerty, remember how I told you A god could not revive User? Try TWO gods! Except even that...

MyBrokenHeart123: I'm not surprised...

RusYRP: I'll most likely be soul-car shopping with you...

TheAmazingQwerty: NO! DON'T LEAVE FF! I ONLY KILLED OFF ONE OF THE BEST WIZARDS EVER!

ironhideandratchet4ever: I don't blame you. I would be done with me too.

DiamondScribe: User didn't do anything to me! User is my bae! #Usder!

Ianitethecookie(1): Dat feelz dough...

Ianitethecookie(2): ...I never realized I was such a powerful writer...

KittKaz: I'm reallyreallyreally sorry... and mint chocolate chip ice cream is delicious! Great for soothing painful feels!