authors note this my first fanfic so please no haters just a sad little oneshot that popped in my head one day. Disclaimer:i do not own soul eater.

As i look around at the rubble that was once death city i realize i'm all thats left me Death the Kid. iI can't believe it even now sitting at my feet is my fathers mask. sadly i had the displeasure of watching as asura ripped it off of him. even though we managed to kill him the price of all my loved ones was not one i was willing to pay. i see

something shining in the distance. as i bend down to pick it up i realize its maka's mothers ring the one spirit gave her. but if its here then she might be below. i frantically start pulling away the rubble to find something i didn't want to make and souls dead bodies i put the ring in her hands and close them then i suppress my tears and walk

away. its all so hard to bear I'm the last one even in the condition I'm in my wounds will heal in no time thanks to my stupid shinigami body. i hate this its not fair why couldn't i die too but no i have to continue to roam this asymmetrical hellhole i now call a world. as i walk a little further i notice not to feet in front of me is blackstars scarf

even a god like him couldn't stand against the might of the kishin asura. thinking about it now i start to go mad myself everyone is dead its so hard to handle i choke back my tears and continue on. as I'm walking i step on something glass looking down i see their steins glasses by the end of it he was as mad as the kishin itself but he still

fought for what he thought was right and i can respects him for that he was a good man crazy bit good. finally i found what i was looking for liz and patty they look so peaceful i would like to believe they were sleeping but i know thats not true and it never will be. at least they died together that'd something that brings a smile to even my face

i can no longer hold it in my tears start streaming down my face in dark lines i scream to the heavens to let them know my anguish. after about an hour of crying i get up to leave but my foot hits something as i look down i recognize it as liz's lucky revolver the one she used to carry on the street with i pick it up i pop the cylinder and

look inside only one bullet left perfect…..BANG