"Why must the world reject me?" He mumbled to himself, his eyes glassing over. He clenched his fist and rested his forehead against his knees, the not-too-distant sound of birds reaching his ears. That only pained him more.
A force of magic energy began to build up inside of him, creating a pressure that hurt. He screamed to try and help himself cope, but it didn't seem to do much. And when the force was released, the pressure gone, he was left with a variety of emotions intertwined with each other.
Sadness for the loss of life around him. Anger for another reminder of his terrible sins. Pain and guilt for being so easily and uncontrollably destructive. Embarrassment for the rejection he received. He was a walking demon; suffering and alone.
He wondered how long he would have to stay like that. So sad and pathetic. But worst of all, unable to anything about it. Everywhere he walked he killed, without even trying to. It just happened.
"I'm guessing you didn't mean to do that?" A sweet, gentle voice asked. Zeref looked up, startled. How long had she been there? "Your magic.. It's strong. I nearly died with the rest of the ecosystem you wiped out."
Although her words were proof of just how dangerous he was, she said them with a smile - light hearted and joking. It had been so long since he'd had someone joke around him.
"No, I didn't mean to do it. But... How did you survive?" He replied, taking in the beauty that he saw before himself.
Maybe it was just the cliché lighting, but she glowed in front of him. The sun made her pearly white hair glisten, and her piercing blue eyes sparkle. She was wearing a white dress; sleeveless, short, but still innocent. She was the physical definition of an angel.
"If I were to guess, I would say it's because I'm your opposite," she said, walking towards him. He tensed up, afraid.
"No! Don't come any closer... I don't want to hurt you." He lowered his head again, and one by one tears began to fall into his lap.
"You won't. Like I said, I'm your opposite," she started to explain. "You take life, I give life. You can't hurt me."
His breathing hitched. Was this her? The person he'd been waiting for? He'd never really thought of the details; their magic, gender, appearance. He just always believed that there was someone out there he couldn't kill.
He heard her light footsteps nearing, and despite having just heard some comforting information, he still flinched when she rested her hand on his shoulder. He had to be sure that she was the one. If he killed her now.. He would never trust again, and he could one day drive that person away.
"Please don't cry. I know what it's like..." She whispered. Her voice was slightly wavering, and that worried Zeref. He lifted his head to see her now kneeling in front of him. "I know what it's like to be so different. So rejected."
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in, holding it for long before finally letting it go. When she opened her eyes, her hand left his shoulder and place itself in her lap with the other one. She was also scared.
"Giving life... It doesn't seem like much of a curse, does it?" She stared deep into his eyes, searching for something to tell her that she was no longer alone. "I've watched my entire family... All of my friends die. I don't just give life; I speed it up too. When I was younger, it wasn't so effective. But when the roses in my garden started wilting more every time I passed, I knew I was a walking sin."
Her gaze had dropped and she'd started crying, but Zeref couldn't do anything. He couldn't move, because for the first time he was hearing the story of someone more pained than he.
"First, my sister died. She was my best friend, we played together every day. But she was also sick. There was a living organism growing inside of her, manifesting her body - consuming every last bit of her. It wasn't because I'd caused Alice to age, it was because I helped the monster inside of her grow!" She was sobbing, weeping, slowly crumbling. But still, Zeref could not do anything. He was so shocked. "My parents were next. The doctors blamed it on old age, but my father had a drinking problem and my mothers insides were decorated with pills. I shrunk my fathers liver, destroyed my mothers kidneys even more. And had to act like it was all natural."
It was silent again, but for much longer this time. Somewhere, somehow, Zeref found the courage to reach out. But that courage was pushed away to make room for a wave of his magic. "Run!" He screamed, contorting with the emotional pain he was being washed over with. "Go! Get away! Now!"
But she stayed where she was, barely even phased.
Once the wave had passed, he looked back up at the beautiful stranger. Maybe she was the person he'd been waiting for.
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