I thought this up when I was feeling pretty down and depressed... I hope you enjoy. :) (Note that this is only the first chapter... I can't promise that my chapters for this will be long... but I'll try...)

Also note that this will only be 4 chapters long. ;) I won't spoil the surprise for the other 3 chapters for you... but here's how it goes. (As a teaser...)

Chapter 1: What you're reading right now.

Chapter 2: Fia's point of view on things.

Chapter 3: Ein's point of view on things.

Chapter 4: End. ;)

The sky's really clear tonight... and it's not too windy... perfect for flying... thought a lone figure as he stared up at the eternal pool of darkness, dotted with lights that seemed to govern the darkness. This lone figure stood tall at the edge of a clearing as he stared at the sky. He was dressed in a pale grey jacket that was tied loosely over a white undershirt and a pair of light violet and navy blue shorts that were a tad bit oversized. Draped over his shoulders was a travel-worn cape and tied loosely around his neck was an equally travel-worn scarf. His wrists and calves were carefully wrapped in linen strips and his hands and legs both sported extremely old gloves and traveler's shoes respectively. His hair was somewhat shaggy and it appeared that he had done much traveling and fought much battles... this would strike one as somewhat strange... considering that it was a time of peace... at least after the defeat of the traitorous magus, Hector... However, what was most striking about this lone figure was his sepia eyes... though they were filled with innocence, kindness, along with a touch of naive ness, they also carried traces of sorrow, of longing... of regret...

The sky's really perfect for flying right now... thought the lone figure again as he looked hungrily at the sky, almost as if he was desperate to fly... to feel the wind beneath his wings... Wings... the lone figure thought as he absently he slowly touched his back... where his wings were supposed to be...

His heart wrenched as instead of wings, in their place were scars that had been messily healed over... almost as if healing over the wounds of which had been created when his wings were ripped out... Smiling bitterly, he spoke out loud to no one in particular, "I almost forgot... I had to sacrifice my wings when I became a grim angel..."

Grasping the hilt of his blade and bringing the bolt-shaped blade to eye level, he stared at it and whispered, "You are my wings..."

As he stared at the blade in grim silence, a voice suddenly called out from behind him, "Ein!"

Turning around, he couldn't help but smile a bit despite himself. There she was, beautiful as ever... caring as ever... She didn't deserve someone like him... a handicap...

"Ein..." Fia whispered as she hugged him, "Are you alright?"

Faking a smile, Ein turned to her, "Yeah... why?"

"It's nothing... It's just that... you've been acting quite strange lately..."

Staring at her in puzzlement, he nodded his head for her to continue. "I mean, you always stare out at the night sky nowadays... and you don't seem as happy as you used to be anymore..." Fia continued speaking, brow creased in concern.

Lifting a hand to stroke her cheek gently, Ein replied, "I'm fine... I'm just tired... that's all..."

Yeah... tired of having made the wrong choice... Ein thought bitterly. Just then, he noticed Fia still looking at him. Gently pulling himself away from her, he whispered to her, "Go back home... I'll be alright..."

Pausing for a moment, he glanced sadly at Fia for a moment before turning around and calling out over his shoulder, "I need to go off and settle something... I'll be back in a day or two..."

There was a silent understanding between both parties as they both parted ways... Fia walking back towards their home in Elendia and Ein, towards the darkness within the mist that hung within the air. Both lovers walked further away from each other, till there was a thick wall of mist.

As Ein walked on, he stared at the images created by the moonlight refracted from the mist. Staring at the images, his face furrowed into a frown and he ran on, not looking back as a single thought ran through his head continuously...

It's all a lie! Everything's a lie!

Alright... what did you guys think of the first chapter? I'm trying to explore on the emotional aspect of the characters and the emotional and psychological scarring that Ein went through when he sacrificed his wings. Please read and review!

God bless, Azarethian Titan