The God of Life stood up from his throne, his eyes fixed on Ariana. You have returned, Ariana, he said. And you have brought the God of Death with you.
Ariana stepped forward, the artifacts held out before her. We have come to free me from my curse, she said. And to allow us to be together.
The God of Life looked at her, his expression unreadable. And what of the balance of the universe? he asked. What of the natural order of things?
I stepped forward, my voice ringing out across the throne room. The balance of the universe will be maintained, I said. The natural order of things will be preserved. But Ariana and the God of Life will be allowed to be together.
The gods looked at each other, their expressions unreadable. And then, in a voice that shook the heavens, they spoke.
Very well, they said. The curse is lifted. Ariana, you are free to be with the God of Life.
Ariana smiled, and the God of Life stepped down from his throne and took her life.