Chapter 1 - Dawn and Dusk

Book 1: Prologue

Book 2: Pre-Canon Fairy Tail

Book 3: Canon Fairy Tail to Pre-Seven Year time skip

Book 4: After time skip to Final Arc

Book 5: Final war

Rewritten as of: May 4, 2019

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IMPORTANT NOTE: MAKE SURE TO READ AT 1/2 SETTING FOR BEST PARAGRAPH SETTING.

Somewhere in the country of Stella - Year X767

Amidst a setting sun, two men sat beside each other; one blonde and one whose hair went grey with age. Both wore loose fitting robes, all while enjoying their own drink as a three-year-old boy played before them.

The taller man, dressed in loose-fitting robes, glanced to the other with a sly smirk. "You planning on living here Makarov?"

The elderly mage in question took a large swig of his drink, wiping off the remains from his lips with his sleeve before erupting into drunken laughter. "Hah Seijin! The guild can't last a single day without me there!" His face was visibly red, and his eyes were barely open. "I think I'll head out, as soon as I recover from this hangover!"

Seijin chuckled in response. "Can't keep everyone in line without me there, can you… brat?"

"Hey, don't call me brat! I'm seventy-one years old!" Makarov waved his stubby arms around comically in mock offense.

Taking a sip of his own drink, Seijin replied amidst a hearty laugh, "Still young, hah!" As he stopped, the blonde blinked slowly and stared into the distance. A couple minutes passed in silence before Seijin turned to his friend with a warm smile, "Makky… how would you like to be my kid's godfather? He can stand to learn a lot from you in the future."

Makarov spat out some of the drink he had been enjoying, turning towards Seijin with widened eyes. "Wait~ w-what? I'm not exactly a good role model for a child yyou know." The slur in his speech was more than apparent.

"Well, my first thought was Gildarts." Seijin began while he and Makarov stared at each other in silence.

"...Gildarts?" Makarov repeated as he began thinking of said man.

An auburn-haired man stumbled violently around the dirt path over a forest. He was singing a disgruntled song about 'wenches' and 'happiness'; all the while taking constant chugs of the massive mug filled with ale. He bumped into a large rocky cliff, causing him to fall on his butt with a large red mark on his face.

"Why you little...You want some of this?" he challenged as a gigantic white aura exploded from his form, destroying much of the surrounding landscapes. "Well, if you're not coming to me, then I'm coming to you!"

This 'incident' would forever be known as the 'Gildarts party', for the famous Magnolia mountain would no longer exist.

"..."

As if on cue, both of them burst into laughter, wiping the tears with their fingers. "Okay, okay!" Makarov coughed and began hitting his chest with a fist, holding his stomach to calm himself. "I'll be the godfather; I'd hate for Gildarts to corrupt such a young child with his weeknight 'adventures.'" Seijin himself snorted from the memory of being told of those particular… adventures.

Of course, Gildarts was a very loyal member of the guild; him and Seijin became great friends after meeting each other. However, anyone would agree that the irresponsible drunk would NOT be a good father figure… more like a somewhat-fun drunk uncle. Good times, good times.

"Thanks, Brat," Seijin gave a taunting smile, causing a tic mark to appear on the guild master. Chuckling at the man, Seijin put down his drink on a nearby stool.

"Perhaps when Benjin is older, I'll bring him and Rosalia to visit. I'm sure he'll have the time of his life there." Makarov smiled at his words.

"I look forward to it… old man," he spoke as he got up from the stool he sat on and went back inside the house, followed by Seijin.

Three years later - Forests of Stella

"Auuugghh, Daaaaaad, why are there so many trees?" a boy whined to his father, he had a cluster of messy light-blonde hair that extended down to the collar of his ill-fitting priest-like clothing while a basket hung from his shoulders.

"Because Benjin, the nation of Stella is said to be the home of Kemekemo, the nature god," Seijin, who wore similar clothing fitted to his frame, lifted a hand while gesturing towards the fruit trees around the area, "Kemokemo blessed this forest with trees that bore fruit even in the toughest of times," he pointed towards a red-leafed tree that grew apples reflecting the wandering sunlight. "This means we will never go hungry as long as we stay here."

With an uncaring face, Benjin continued to stomp in front of his father. "I still don't like trees… I like the lake or the grass fields better! You can see more!"

Seijin looked at his son, bearing a calm and caring smile. "Whether or not you like the trees, they will remain, just like the grass fields or the lake, we must learn to appreciate the beauty of all creation," Seijin gestured to the environment around them, all while looking towards the cloudless sky.

Benjin raced in front of his father while flaring his arms in a comical manner. "What does that even mean? Why do you always have to make everything so confusing? Why can't we get fruit somewhere else… like a market?!"

"Don't think about it too much, you will understand when you're older," Seijin chuckled, patting his son on the head.

Benjin looked down momentarily, before abruptly snapping his head up with a glare. "Well you're stupid!"

Shocked from his comment, the father growled as a massive vein bulged from his forehead, "why you little..." Seijin began chasing his son around the area while both sides started laughing and waving their arms around. The two ran around in circles before finally falling onto their backs among the grassy terrain

I wish I could enjoy this peace forever… He began to reminisce his younger and more chaotic years, bringing a frown to his face. I wonder, if there are those that still remember what we've done to this land…

Snapping out of his thoughts, he glanced at Benjin before staring at the clear skies through the trees.

The war is a thing of the ancient past, I can only be glad that things turned out the way it did. The afternoon sun shined upon his face through the gaps between the leaves, invigorating him.

Closing his eyes, Seijin blanked out all the sounds and smells that hovered around, allowing him to sense his son's aura beside him while his wife's resided three miles to the east. Despite the calming atmosphere in the forests, Seijin could sense small specks of energy, one that any other man would have missed, were corrupted.

Is this the cost of my absence? The bearded man frowned. Was this - he gazed at his resting son - something I truly could have had? Was it a mistake coming down here? The elder blonde furrowed his brows. No. I have regretted many things in the past, but this was not one of them. With one final glance, one carrying a tinge of concern, Seijin decided.

I don't know how long this'll last… I have to teach him how to protect himself. The elder blonde's eyes drooped, all while the sun continued to shine without a care.

It's time Benjin learned magic.

Two Years Later

I wonder…

A blonde boy, no older than eight, wandered by himself in the forests he went through dozens of times. What could he do with his magic? Benjin smiled. My dad told me I could make awesome stuff with it! Oh! It was also supposed to be easier when in contact with direct sunlight!

But really, what could he make? Apparently, as long as he can imagine it, he could make it!

Let's make a cake!

Benjin did his best to focus, his face contorting in exertion as a small golden aura enveloped the boy's hands. Yes, yes, yes! A triangular object, translucent in nature, came into being; it was preceded by a miniature magic circle, yellow in colour. I bet this will taste delicious!

Within an instant, the boy shoved the entire creation into his face, only to scrunch up in pain as the 'cake' was very much… solid.

"Augh crap!" The blonde clasped his hands over his mouth, quickly glancing around the area for his father. I said a bad word! Benjin was now more aware of the stinging sensation from his nose, as well as the flowing liquid slowly running down his lip. Owww… Tears began to form in his eyes; it would only be seconds until he began loudly sniffling, eventually fully crying. Noooooo, dad will find out!

The boy quickly ran into a bush, all while taking out a small handkerchief from a rippling portal. Mom's magic sure is handy! Covering his nose, the blonde widened his eyes in fear as he heard his father's footsteps coming into where he was.

He's coming!

In mere moments, the boy felt a hand grab him on his collar, lifting out of his bush. Noooooooooooo!

"What are you doing in the bush… are you crying?" The elder blonde morphed from surprise to concern; he set his son on the ground, before squatting down to meet his height.

Benjin quickly wiped the rest of his tears with a sleeve, before dropping his handkerchief. "Um… *sniff* Noooo?" Benjin's father chuckled, before placing a finger on his nose. What's he doing? A faint golden glow engulfed the area, before Benjin felt the stinging pain dull, eventually disappearing altogether. My nose! It's okay now!

The boy felt a hand stroking his hair, before his father stood up. "So," Seijin's arms crossed at his chest, an amused smirk crawling up his visage, "how did you hurt yourself this time?"

Benjin looked down in shame, his eyes darting to the side. "…I made a cake with magic."

His father raised a brow, "…Go on?"

"T-then…" The boy bit into his lip, as if forcing out a great secret, "then I tried to eat it and I whacked myself in the face!" His father froze for a moment, before bursting out in laughter, his booming voice echoing around their area.

"HA! You tried to eat, your creation? HAHAHAHA!" Benjin snapped his fists downwards, narrowing his eyes.

"It's- it's not funny!" Seijin could only laugh harder.

Eventually, the amused father calmed down, putting a hand on his son's shoulder. "Benjin." Seijin allowed a warm smile on his face, catching the attention of his son. "You know… a friend once told me that magic is not a miracle…" The father thought of a certain man he met years back, "it's a power born when our spirit flows together with nature, forming an embodiment from the soul." Benjin looked as his father intently. "To constantly improve and find your own path, that is the way!" Seijin gave his son a confident grin, before patting his head. "You may have gotten hurt, but you are now better because of it…"

So cool!

"Thanks dad!" The two exchanged a hug, the sounds of nature bringing comfort through their silence.

"…Tell your mother I scolded you."

"okay!"

Three Years Later - Forests of Stella

Benjin sat within a lotus position on top of a rock, his back facing a waterfall under the night sky. His eyes were closed, hands clasped together by the palms while he controlled his breaths. Despite his concentration in the task at hand, he could still faintly sense the presence of his father watching him from nearby.

Peace of mind, and tranquility of spirit. Words of his father from long past, echoed in his head. The sounds of rushing water and the orchestra of nature filled his senses as he sat perfectly still. An energy, one that was once dormant, came forth from within, surrounding the boy in a rippling golden aura.

Focus the image and bring form from energy. The aura rippled towards his arms, engulfing his hands up to his wrists. The light left his body and converged into a translucent golden sphere in front of him. A ball whose magnificence was further enhanced by the reflection of its surroundings gently hovered in the air. It slowly descended onto the surface of the river, slowly dissipating, bringing forth an ethereal glow to the waters below.

Seijin lifted his arms up in celebration. "Finally," the voice of his father traveled through the clearing. "Benjin, took you long enough!" A relieved smile was worn on his bearded face.

"Thanks dad." Despite being calm on the outside, Benjin was barely able to suppress his excitement from hearing those words from his father. Many times, his dad would teach him to be 'cool' - whatever that is -, despite acting weird occasionally. Even though it was boring to say the least; he wanted to make him proud, so he gave his all in the teachings whether it was practical or theoretical.

Smiling lightly, the man's expression softened into a small smile; he went to pat the head of his son, something he had always done.

"Benjin, you have come so far since we first started." He knelt to look Benjin in the eye, a proud smile on his face. "I'm very much looking forward to the day you succeed in whatever you do."

A near unnoticeable blush crept up on the boy's face; he faced his father with a smile of his own. Despite all his quirks and eccentricities, Benjin could see no man greater than he. "Thanks, dad." he said while rubbing the back of his head.

"Let's return home, it's getting late, I'm sure your mother is expecting us soon." Seijin looked towards the distance as he stood back up and motioned for his son to follow him.

"Okay!" he said as he caught up to his father.

As the father and son duo made their way back, Seijin tuned out the surrounding sounds and focused on his senses. Once again, he felt the auras of his son, wife, and the creatures of the forest. He felt the same tainted energy he did five years ago, though the amount had increased greatly. Glancing at the strongest collection of said energy, he saw a blanket of auras nearly invisible to his vision.

That aura... he widened his eyes ...is moving! The man picked up his pace, Benjin following close behind.

Solarus Residence

"He must be tired, going straight to sleep like that." Rosalia whispered as her long red-hair flowed from the wind through the open window.

"Yes..."

Rosalia slowly walked towards her husband with a worried expression. "Is there something wrong?" She had a hunch of what he was looking for and just the mere thought of it shook her to the core.

"They're coming. I feel their auras drawing near," her husband was distraught, that much was certain. The scarlet-haired woman always feared that this day would come, she simply wished that they had far more time together.

"Is it… him?" Rosalia could feel her trembling; even though she had never him, she had heard from Seijin about the destruction and cruelty he was capable of, and the willingness to act upon it.

He closed his eyes, pausing for the slightest of moments before shaking his head. "No… his followers, lots of them." Seijin tightened his fists, quickly turning towards her with an anxious expression. "Listen Rosalia, you HAVE to take Benjin, and get as far away from here as you can."

"No!" Her eyes glistened at what was coming, despair all too obvious on her face. "This is not real! This-s isn't r-real," her voice shook, the truth settled further and further down her stomach as she gazed back at Seijin, his figure clear as glass. Every fiber of her being desired to deny her reality, wanting it to be a dream.

"I-I don't want-t to lose you," her voice was barely more than a choke, tears cascading down her cheeks, meekly reflecting the moonlight shining through the window.

Dammit! I don't want to lose you either! He had to stay strong, for them. "Rosalia…" He held his wife's shoulders tight, his fingers trembling. I… never want to let go. "We both know that you cannot fight in your condition… so p-please." His face contorted as the strength he mustered slowly melted away. "You have to escape, with our son… please."

Why did this day have to come? WHY!

He knew he would be found out one day… but why now? Why couldn't he feel this love for longer? Even just one, more, day…

Tears freely streamed from Rosalia's eyes, her face reddening as her husband became blurry in her vision. "Please Seijin..." Fear and despair rose from her stomach, her voice barely more than a whisper. "You don't have to do this!" Desperation etched through her scream, her hands creasing Seijin's robe from the force.

Seijin could not help but grit his teeth as his strength continued to waver. Damn it Rose… you're making this so much harder than it must be!

"I HAVE TO!"

The outburst startled his wife; Seijin never raised his voice, especially not with her. "B-but what about Benjin? What will he do without you?" The desperation laced itself onto her visage, the brown eyes once filled with happiness, now held anger and despair. "Why can't you come with us!"

"I'm sorry…" Seijin turned away, not wanting to meet her gaze. "But I must stay… because now that they finally found me, they will chase me to the ends of the world." The uncertainty in his face and eyes full of doubt was uncharacteristic for someone like him. If I fall here, I won't let you take them… Nemesis! Abruptly, his head snapped back towards Rosalia, having made his decision.

"No matter what…" The blonde latched himself onto his wife. "I will not allow them to get past me." Rosalia could feel her husband's arms around her as she cried into his chest. In the corner of her eye, she noticed Seijin move his hand onto Benjin's shoulder, a small light briefly flashing for a second, before extinguishing. Maybe with this, we'll find each other once more.

"Rosalia..." Seijin took her hand and placed it over his heart. Their eyes met, his own filled with love, covering the despair he felt within himself. The next seconds felt like an eternity as Seijin took a deep and silent breath.

"From the moment we met," Seijin remembered she found him, helpless and lost.

"To the birth of our child," seeing her smile on that day was something he will treasure forever.

"To the days I spent laughing together with the two of you," Benjin, his son, his precious son.

He caressed her face with his free hand, "Our time together have been a gift I would always treasure, and until the end of time, you will remain in my heart." he pulled her closer to him, kissing her forehead with all the affection he held for this woman, the one who made his life the happiest it could be.

Rosalia wanted nothing more than to close her eyes and live forever in a dream, but she had to be strong. The tears cascaded down her cheeks despite her efforts to hold them in. She quickly ran up the stairs to Benjin's room, opening the door and watching his sleeping form. A smile, one that tore through her despair. Even not… you're still so innocent, I never want that to fade.

The worried mother crouched beside her son's bed, caressing him in the cheek. "Benjin, wake up sweetie," her voice strained as she fought to keep her own emotions at bay.

His eyes stirred open, revealing the same yellow eyes shared by her husband. "Huh? W-what?"

She hurriedly grabbed the pendant hidden within a nearby drawer and put it into her shirt. "Benjin, I have no time to explain. We have to leave." Rosalia lifted her son's covers, quickly pulling him towards her. Groggily, the boy got out of bed, following his mom down the stairs.

As they reached the bottom, Seijin stood still, his eyes focused in the distance outside. "What about dad?" A look of confusion came through despite the fatigue. "Is-isn't he coming?"

"Your father can take care of himself. Please, we have to go!" She grabbed Benjin's hand, putting on a cloak on both of them. Benjin quickly snapped his hand away from his mom, running towards his father while shouting.

"NO! I don't want to leave my dad!" Rosalia could only look at her son with distress as she felt her heart waver. Her son wrapped his arms around his father, who turned to face him. Seijin bent down, causing Benjin to release his hold in the process.

"My son," I'm sorry… this is goodbye. "I know it must be hard for you. To be told to leave in the middle of the night like this." Benjin's eyes began watering as his hands and feet trembled, his movements stiff and body unresponsive. He was always too smart for his own good.

"I wish I could tell you all the things I wanted to… but I'm truly sorry I won't get that chance." Slowly lifting his hand, he placed his palm on the chest of his son. "Remember my son, even if I cannot stand with you, I will always be around." His parting words only worked to increase his son's desire to stay.

One day… I hope you will forgive me. A light glow covered Seijin's hands, his lips stretching to show his son a smile. "Benjin… if you ever feel lonely or backed into a corner. Remember," With one last glow, he lifted his palm off the boy's chest, "the light shall always be on your side."

Benjin's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, before finally closing. "Fa-ther, d-don't… leave me." Seijin trembled; his breaths becoming rapid and shallow. Why is this so DAMNED HARD?!

"T-this is for the best," The lie she told herself barely got out as she carried Benjin on her back, quickly leaving the house. She knew that if she stayed any longer, she would no longer have the strength to leave. With all the strength her weakened body could muster, she ran as fast as she could towards the Western Mountains. One last time, she saw her husband. One last time, she'll hear his voice. One last time, until they part.

This is the end, I'm truly sorry… for everything. Seijin grimaced, shutting his eyes to force back the tears. "Rosalia… no matter where you are in the world. I want you to know that I love you more than all of creation."

"Benjin, even if you can't see me, even if you don't understand. I truly believe that when you awaken, you will be able to accomplish what I couldn't." His voice grew softer as she ran further. "I'm truly sorry, that I could not stay with you. All I can ask is for the two of you to survive." A lone tear emerged from his closed eyes, mirroring the glowing stars above as if heaven itself watched.

"LIVE!" his anguished voice echoed through the forest as Rosalia ran with her son.

Please.

Despite his son and wife having left just for a few minutes; to Seijin, it felt as if the wait was an eternity.

They're here.

Seijin concluded from the multiple dark auras make their way towards his home. He was not confident he could win against all of them, especially when he lost so much power over the years. However, he could not afford to falter. Even if it was for a second, he had to give them time. Enough to allow his family to escape.

But what if he failed? Everything he had done in the past would be for naught! His legacy, his son, his wife… There was no going back, he could only wait. Doubt began entering his mind as the consequences of defeat became known to him all too clearly.

Even if victory is uncertain, I will fight. Seijin cleared his mind of worries and steeled himself once more, ready for the inevitable death that will come to him this day.

Come.

Seijin stood defiantly in front of his house, facing the cause of chaos that interrupted their otherwise peaceful life. All of them, death or life, I will win. He studied the group of cloaked figures before resting his eyes on what appeared to be the leader of the group. The figure stepped forward, pulling down the hood of their cloak to reveal head of black hair draping down to her waist.

"Look at what we have here," the woman spoke with a purr, a mischievous tone etched into her voice; she put one hand on her waist and popped her hips. "The lord himself, living in such a rundown little shack… as a mortal no less!" She licked her lips and giggled. "It must be my lucky day!"

Seijin's eyes widened, his fists clenching as he hissed through his gritted teeth. "How did you find out where I was and who I am?" Was. Despite the weaker auras of the cloaked figures that surrounded her, the woman that stood in front of him was not someone to be taken lightly.

The woman let loose a wild cackle. "Did you really think that we wouldn't find out about your disappearance?" The woman began as she drew a pitch-black blade with a blood-red handle, further accented by the demonic red glow that radiated from the weapon. "It was um… REALLY hard to find you, ya know?" The act, like an unspoken signal, caused all the dark mages around her to prepare their own weapons and stances.

Seijin was not going to play any games, he knew why the woman was here. Pray. That was what he wanted to do. Every fiber of his being wanted to ask the heavens for aid, but he knew his calls would go silent. "I hope that you understand that I won't be surrendering." With that statement, he shifted into a fighting stance, palms open and faced towards his opponents.

"I wouldn't have let you surrender anyway… hotness." She sensually caressed her blade with her tongue, giving Seijin a lustful, half-lidded gaze. Crazy bitch!

"Maybe I should have some fun with you..." Her words rolled off her tongue. "Before I… drain you of your life force." The woman proceeded to pull her cloak off of her body, revealing a skin-tight leather outfit showing her stomach and collarbones for the world to see. Thigh-high leather boots trailed up her legs while a myriad of weapons hung from the belt she wore around her waist.

The mark of insanity filled every inch of her body. "I've always wanted to know what made a god… different from a human."

Seijin prepared himself, he intended to strike hard and strike fast. I'll have to take care of the support first before I can focus on her. "If you want to find out so badly… then I will show you" A golden aura exploded from his form, illuminating the surrounding forest.

"Ethereal Guardian! [1]" The aura raised even further, giving his eyes an ethereal glow.

A golden magic circle of titanic proportions appeared above where he stood, causing rays of light to gravitate towards him, taking the shape of a golden knight that towered above the forest. It emitted an all-encompassing glow that was stilled by the shape of the spell. An intense brightness that could have easily blinded any other man was somehow held back within. I shan't give them mercy, not this time.

"Prepare yourselves." Seijin lifted his hands, his spell mimicking his actions.

The woman wiped away her sweat and addressed her men. "Do not fear! Focus your attacks on him!" she shouted while swinging her sword towards Seijin, emphasizing her command. The minions seemed to snap out of their daze as they all began readying their spells, with magic circles forming all around them.

"Yes Lady Raynare! [2]"

"Dark Sword Barrage!" The weapons attached to her body levitated into the air, a grey aura forming around them. Within moments, they launched themselves in groups while the other mages fired magical blasts of various elements.

Seijin lifted his arms up while charging towards his enemy, each step shaking the grounds around him.

"IS THAT ALL THE STRENGTH YOU CAN MUSTER?!" The attacks of the dark mages hit true as he met their spells with his own construct. Clouds of smoke appeared on where it hit as cracks began to form on his construct. However, this did not stop Seijin's charge.

Several swords pierced into his body, causing him to tense in pain. Blood flew out of his mouth as he grunted in exasperation. Despite the pain, he gave a powerful swipe with the arms of his construct, sending a wave of translucent light towards his enemies. With just one attack, he was able to eliminate nearly a third of the opposing forces, all while injuring Raynare and the other survivors.

The remaining mages continued to cast spells, hoping to silence Seijin before he had another chance to attack. Raynare dropped in anger and surprise as blood stained her form. Decades as a mortal should have more than weakened him… Someone whose flow of divinity was no longer present should have went down far easier. The only way for him to have this much power is that he must have taught himself human magic in the years it took them to find him. Clenching her fists, she shouted desperately. "Don't let him attack again! Give him everything you've got…" A black magic circle came into existence.

"Shadow Spear!"

Seijin saw the incoming dark projectile coming at him; a large amount of focus was required to keep the Ethereal Guardian intact, but if he didn't cast a defensive spell the spear will pierce.

"Holy Barrier! [3]" A rectangular prism formed in front of him as he angled it in an attempt to the make the spear ricochet. FUCK! His efforts were nearly fruitless as the spear pierced his construct and passed through the other side… taking his right arm with him.

"ARRRGGGHHH!" The blood freely flowed from the black stump that used to be his arm. Darkness magic imbued in the spear was slowly burning his insides, cauterizing the wound. His gaze travelled towards his shoulder, inspecting his injury while his construct flashed in and out of existence. Hmm… no blood, her mistake.

Raynare and her men began charging at the fallen god, Seijin's paladin disappearing, causing him to land roughly onto the ground. He looked forward, seeing twenty mages rushing at his bloodied figure, all intending to end his life.

"Show no mercy! Make sure there's nothing left of him!" shouted Raynare with a crazed look in her eyes. She wanted her target dead as quickly as possible; she had severely underestimated his power and that mistake caused great losses on her own forces.

Seijin could hear the rapid footsteps approaching his form. The pain on the right side of his body was daunting - but not unbearable -, the sensation of being burned while the cold night air stabbed his exposed flesh proved enough of a distraction to prevent him from casting his guardian spell again.

I have to gamble everything on this… He faced his remaining palm at the charging mages. One last strike... Closing his eyes, he tried to focus despite the pain. The familiar aura formed around him, converging into a sphere that he gripped within his fingers.

"Solar Wave! [4]" Seijin shouted as the sphere expanded and launched a brilliant beam towards the charging mages, illuminating the surroundings.

Not expecting the attack, they could do nothing as the beam engulfed them completely. Screams of pain could be heard all around as the holy light burned them whole. Once the spell died down, it revealed the charred bodies of the mages on the ground. None of them so much as twitched as the scent of burnt flesh permeated the air.

Is it… over? Seijin lowered his arm, slumping forward as he fell on his knees.

"URRGGH," he grunted as he looked down to see a dagger covered in shadows protruding from his stomach. "How…" He was sure that she was engulfed in the blast. There was no way someone her strength could have survived!

"You nearly killed me… darling," Raynare, covered with burns struggled to stand. Despite her teasing, it was easy to see that she was fatally injured from his spell; if she was hit directly by his beam, she would not have the chance to attack him.

Seijin could tell that Raynare had lost her reason, her eyes were nearly lifeless, the final bits of life corrupted with vengeance and loathing.

"Grrah!" He could only grunt in pain as he felt her knee the stump that was once his hand.

Gritting his teeth, Seijin did his best to turn, but to no avail. He could feel Raynare launch another attack at him, but the pain never came.

Silence met his ears as he felt his attacker slump towards his body. He could feel her sliding down his back, gently falling to the ground as the adrenaline that kept her standing dissipated.

Thump.

Soon, Seijin's pain began to numb; the sounds around him drowned out by a dull ringing, and the fatigue that has plagued his body replaced with an unfamiliar serenity. I lost? Despite his injury, he had a smile on his face. Through the odds, he was able to strike down his attackers, every single one. Today, was the day he fell. He watched the stars twinkle in the skies above. Is this what it's like… to be ignored? How arrogant was he to believe that he could truly be what the people needed him to be. To die alone, surrounded by enemies, with not a single soul to hear… how fitting.

"My son… I'm s-sorry," Seijin spoke one last time, his body slowly fell towards the wet ground.

Elsewhere...

"Dad…" A young boy that slept on the back of his mother murmured sleepily. His eyes opening for the briefest of moments to let a single tear fall towards the grass below.

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Chapter 1 Done! Next Chapter: Life on the road

[1]: I imagined this to be a European version of the Final Susanoo (not Perfect Susanoo).

[2]: An OC import from Highschool DxD, search up Raynare and that's what she looks like.

[3]: A glowing yellow version of Bakudo 81: Severing Void from bleach.

[4]: Yellow Kamehameha.

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