"Hey guys if we all go humina humina it'll sound funny." Tommy suggested.
We all started going "humina humina".
"Alright you know what, give me back my stuff, you don't deserve it." Technoblade said to all of us, annoyed.
We all ran down the train track to find and kill President Schlatt. There was a lot of fighting against the opposite army and it spilled into L'Manberg.
"Weapons down!" Will called.
Will and the leader of the opposite army had called a truce. All of us made our way to the Camarvan. We found Schlatt drunk on the floor of the van.
"Does anyone smell toast?" He asked.
10 seconds later, he died.
"We killed an old man with heart problems, pog!" Techno cheered as we celebrated Schlatt's death.
We all left the van and made our way back to L'Manberg. Will went up to the podium and declared Tommy president. Tommy went up to the podium. He surprisingly said he didn't want to be president, stating he had unfinished business. He gave Tubbo the title of president. Tubbo gave a short speech and renamed L'Manberg back to L'Manberg, since Schlatt changed it to Manberg during his presidency. We all started to clean up the decorations from the festival last month. I saw Will walking away, not cleaning up. I went over to him.
"Will, why aren't you helping?"
"I don't want to."
Will gave me a hug and then continued on his way. I continued cleaning. I saw something, or rather someone, fly over L'Manberg. I was taking a stall down when suddenly I heard a loud explosion to my right. Everyone, including me, ran away and got to somewhere safe. I turned to face the direction of the explosion and I heard Will yelling something about L'Manberg being his unfinished symphony. I saw the figure that flew over L'Manberg stab Will through the chest with his sword. I fell to my knees and cried. I cried for a while. There was also chaos because of Technoblade spawning two Withers, so I retreated to my base. After I saw that the Withers were gone, I went back to the now crater and saw the figure clearer. It was a man, but he had wings that were burned and damaged.
"He couldn't just win, he had to throw everything away." He said quietly. I could hear him, however.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
He put Will, who he had been holding in his arms, down and stood up to look at me.
"My only son, gone."
"You're his dad?"
"Yes."
I took him to my base to let him clear his head. I learned his name was Phil.
"I assume she already knows."
"Who, Phil?"
"My wife, Kristin."
"Why would Kristin know?"
"She's the goddess of death."
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From Death To Revival
FanfictionSaying goodbye to someone close to her is something 22 year old Adela never thought about doing. Cover Drawn by Gwibart (Twitter/DeviantArt)