When Ling opened the doors, he saw the room he had visited a lot in his nightmares. It was big, high and a beam of sunlight reached the floor through a big hole in the ceiling. He felt a light breeze and a shiver crept up his back.

'You know, people normally reject me.'

'You're talking tot he future emperor of Xing, monster. I am no normal man. My heart is large enough to hold twenty or thirty of you!'

'Hahaha! Well, I do like how ambitious you are. Just don't try and change your mind.'

Determined, he set foot in the room. Water splashed up under his feet. It had to be here. It just had to. Many nights, the thoughts of him had kept Ling awake. He needed him. He couldn't live without him.

'I need this power. I need it to protect. To fight for my people and to take my place as ruler! And I accept all of the risks!'

'Your avarice is certainly appealing. But let's see if your stomach matches your appetite. Can you handle this?'

The Philosopher's stone Father had given him had emerged with Ling's blood. It had been a liquid and father had foreseen everything. He hadn't given Ling all of it. No, he was sure of that fact.

'Those memories aren't a part of me anymore!'

'No, you're wrong Greed! It's not that easy. They'll always be a part of you. You can't just erase them from your soul. They were the only part of you that you chose! Look at them. Can you not hear their souls crying out? You abandoned them. Your real family! You threw them away like trash! Fool. If you turned your back on something you wanted, you do not deserve to call yourself Greed!'

He felt the cold metal of Father's chair under his hands and started searching the place. Frantically, he looked beneath loose floor tiles and in rusty pipes but didn't find anything. When he stood up after a while, he bumped his head on something that had looked like a metal plate. Now, however, he saw that it was, in fact, a small door. After prying it open, what seemed to take an eternity, he revealed what was behind it. It was a small space with only one object: a little bottle with a red liquid.

'Fight him, Greed!'

'Let go, dumbass! You're gonna be dragged in with me!'

'No way! I'm not letting you go that easily. I need you with me if I'm gonna be emperor.'

'Just let go! My entire being was extracted from his greed and the power that's trying to reclaim me is a hell of a lot stronger than your body!'

'You can't just give up! I won't let go!'

Ling didn't hesitate and cut his hand. Feaverish, he opened the bottle and poured the liquid on the freshly made wound. It dissappeared under his skin almost immediately. A laugh escaped him and echoed in the enormous space. He heard the sound of glass breaking and noticed he'd dropped the bottle at the same time as his legs gave way under him. He recognized the feeling. It hurt, but it didn't matter. There was only one thing that mattered now.

'Wait, Greed. No, wait! Don't do this!'

'Later.'

For a moment, he didn't know where he was. All around him was sound. Voices? Or just white noise? He opened his eyes and everywhere he could see was red, movement, faces, but nothing coherent. He recognized it instantly.

'You gave me everything I could want. Thank you... and goodbye.'

Looking around, hoping to see a familiar face, he heard a voice that seemed to come from everywhere. His heart skipped a beat.

'Hey pissant, long time no see.'

Alright, this was my first try at a fanfiction. Now I just need a storyline XD

Do you want a Greed x Ling, a GreedLing x reader or maybe somehing else?

Also, (as you probably noticed) English isn't my native language. Please, feel free to give me feedback and correct my mistakes. I'd appreciate it.

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