Um, its my first fanfic ever, so go easy one me. I would like feedback though, so please click the not-so-pretty review button once you're done reading!
Allen Walker was not what he seemed. Everyone knew that already. He had let slip his mask in front of them several times already.
Or so they thought.
The truth was that they didn't know anything about him.
They didn't know that the Allen Walker they knew was the one that they and their wishes had created.
That he smiled and acted pure for most of the Order which had needed hope and some cheer in their lives so desperately.
That he stood up to Kanda because he knew that the scowling exorcist needed someone who would fight with him outright and was strong enough to withstand his attacks.
That he loved humanity and let people see his weakness under his 'mask' intentionally for Lenalee who needed to be able to protect someone, and not be the one being saved all the time.
That he let the Noah take over so that Levrrier could have a scapegoat.
That he loved the akuma for his innocence.
Allen Walker was an entertainer. It didn't matter what happened to him if it made others happy. After all, no one felt sorry for the poor clown who had been hurt for them. They all laughed. That's why it didn't matter if he was hurt as long as the audience was enjoying themselves.
Allen Walker was an entertainer. He would do whatever he had to to make people happy. He would become whoever he needed to be to seem to make them smile. Each mask he put on was for another's sake.
Yes, he was what he was because of what others wanted him to be, whether they knew it or not.
Everything he did was for them, nothing was for himself.
And that was why Allen Walker had never existed.