We finally made it. After 1 week of hiking, we finally made it to the bottom of the mountain.

"Feels like quite the accomplishment doesn't it? But the hardest part hasn't even started yet."

"The fact that I had to carry you made it 2x harder."

"Oh, stop whining. You'll just feel better about yourself after you reach the top! The harder something is the better you'll feel when you complete it."

"Thank you for sharing your infinite wisdom with me, o great God of Laziness.If it wasn't for you this foolish peasant wouldn't have made it this far," I say sarcastically.

I get smacked in the head:

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"You're as sassier than usual . Did the cold wind wake you up at night? Or are you tired but refuse to admit it? 'Tis not a shame if you are. After all, no foolish human would be able to keep up with the great God of Light."

We both grinned at our pointless conversation. We kept ourselves busy with foolish chatter to distract ourselves from what awaited us at the top of the mountain. At the top of the mountain, death waited for me, with scythe in hand and a grim smile on his bony face. At the top of the mountain lied my certain death. It was my predestined fate as the 'Sacrifice'.

"You're calmer than the others that have accompanied me here."

"Well, I have a reason to die."

"The others had a reason as well."

"My reason's stronger."

"Love can really overcome mountains it seems."

"Haha, nice pun."

"Shall we continue?"

"I'm not carrying you."

"Haha, I'll walk on my own from now on. I don't want to break your fragile back after all. If I did that I'd have to drag you up all 10000 stairs."

"I'm the one who's gonna end up dragging you."

He smiled and we started to ascend up the mountain, inching closer towards our predetermined destinies.