Elizabeth
Gaia... The reason for everything, war, creation, sadness and pain for every deity that goes against her and even some that follow her. One of these who follow Gaia is Fedohr, her so called "Righteous hand" Who has never actually succeeded in any of the tasks he has been given by her. Even though he was such a failure, he didn't give up no matter the situation. Even now when he only has one arm, a core that's slowly cooling down and barely any strength left to keep himself alive he is still trying to complete his mission... All he needs is a hand from somebody who is willing to aid him... Somebody who would believe what a dying child of a deity would tell them...

Fedohr would've managed to reach the roots near Gaia's stump as he'd fall down onto the ground and almost completely pass out. His missing arm wouldn't be bleeding because he had nothing left to bleed and his body would be as cold as an untouched rock in a cave whereas he usually would've been burning like the hottest pits of hell. The demigod was barely able to move anymore, he had been walking for ages but was about to let out his last breath... If only Gaia could send in some divine intervention..
Monica
The roots were quiet, dangling over the void like a brush over ink. It was barren, any land held high up. All Bea could see of them were rough silhouettes blotting out the stars.

She wandered along the roots, carrying a hot pink platypus in her arms. She was avoiding Wonderland right now. It was charred and dead and every time she looked at it she got pissy. There was potential for something new and grand amidst the ruins. Bea just... Didn't know what.

She rambled to the platypus. **"What if I made a realm made out of candy? Wouldn't that be fun?"** She mused. Her voice echoed through the void, disrupting the fragile stillness that cloaked it. Everything was still down here, even that person-shaped pile of rocks.

...

Hold up, those weren't rocks.

Bea zipped closer, her feathered cloak fluttering around her waist. She leaned over the thing, star-eyes shining right into its face. Talk about a rude awakening.

**"Helloooo!"** She moved her platypus to one arm and tapped the thing on the forehead. **"Wakey wakey, Mr. Rock Thing. You good?"**
Elizabeth
How lucky for the dying pile of rocks... His wish came through and some divine entity had appeared to hopefully help him out. He could barely create a sentance or move but with the last amounts of strength that he had, he would grab onto the arm of the deity and whisper **"Help... Me..."** As his body then completely gave out and he appeared more dead rather than dying. 

The former magmatic man could not die before his mission could be completed, he would not let himself... All he can do is hope that this one will help him get back on his feet...
Monica
**"Wow, that was pathetic,"** Bea snorted, watching the creature's body give out. **"I mean, two words and kaput! You're on death's door. I thought rocks were supposed to be tough."** She considered helping him. I mean, he was kind of lame looking, so she wasn't sure if he was worth it or not.

Unless...

Bea giggled. Oh, she had an idea. She snapped her fingers and with a puff of pink smoke and a cartoonish *Poof!* Fedohr was brought back to life in all his former glory. Well, except for the googly eyes that had replaced his old eyes, and the pink tule dress that she had replaced his clothes. The changes would only last a day or two, but Fedohr didn't need to know that.

**"There! All fixed."**
Elizabeth
Fedohr would slowly rise up as his body would've reformed itself. He would have his life essence back but his arm wouldn't have regenerated nor would his powers return to him, his guess for the powers would be that once a god steals it then that same god would need to give it back.. And for the arm, the only possibility he could come up with is that 'Gaia' was punishing him for having failed so many times. At least the rest of his body was fully functional which was good because now he could look angrily at the deity who had saved him like he normally does.

**"I want to thank you for aiding me, deity. Let me explain why I was in this 'pathetic' state you found me in, it is not a very long story so you do not need to sit tightly. I am the righteous hand of Gaia, the one who decides who gets to live or die and when they should vanquish from this reality. I encountered the deity known as Pyralith but ended up getting thrown off a mountain and that is how I ended up like I did."**

Fedohr would flap the wings he had been given by Sinrael during his time serving under her just to see if they also worked which ended up ripping a part of the dress that Fedohr had been wearing, which he didn't realize. He would look at the deity with colorless eyes with a facial expression of annoyance but he was not in the state to fight them at this current moment. He would then put his arm on where the weapon that Melancholia had granted him was tattooed on his body and summoned it, it dangled down where his arm would've been if it wasn't ripped off, he needed to earn it back... Somehow...

**"Do you mind telling me where the nearest realm is? I have somebody to visit and I would greatly appreciate this last bit of help."**
Monica
Bea thought she'd found a new ~toy~ friend. He should be ecstatic! Look at him with his lovely new dress and his lovely new eyes. This was certainly an improvement. Unfortunately, nothing could be done about his sour personality. As soon as he opened his mouth, Bea wanted to kick him into the void. Everything he said went in one ear and out the other.

**"Wow... No one cares,"** Bea said dryly. **"You realize that Gaia doesn't *Speak*, right? Even we gods don't understand her. How do *You* Know what she wants?"** She spoke in a shrewd tone, high-pitched and piercing. She snapped her fingers and Fedohr's dress vanished; he didn't deserve a gift from a goddess. However, she'd let him keep the googly eyes because they made him look stupid.

Oh, oh! And then he had the *Audacity* To look annoyed. How rude! Bea was inclined to smite him, but she refrained because this guy was probably the favorite of some stuck-up god and she didn't want to get in trouble.

She pointed straight up. **"The nearest realm is that way,"** She said. Very helpful. **"Now if you'll excuse me, I have a realm to rebuild. Also, I think you're annoying and if you ever go there I will smite you. K byeeeeeeee!"** With that she turned into a pink ball of light and zipped off, her voice fading. The platypus had gone with her... Somehow.
Elizabeth
Fedohr watched as the deity left him there with directions, at least it was kind enough to tell him where to go. Although she acted rude towards the one who serves judgement, he will not hunt her down and pull her apart physically yet... His current goal is to either get his original powers back or obtain new ones that can aid him in the future, he just has to hope that Gaia is willing to help him convince the next deity to aid him more than this childish one did... When he started walking, he had a strange feeling like something was on his face and then he heard her speak to him... *"Fedohr... Why do you have googly eyes..."* And the voice vanished. If Fedohr still had his powers he would've burned heated up so much that the closest realms would feel it but no... He had to stay calm, even if he looked like a proper idiot..

**END**