"No matter what... I'll keep walking. I'll keep walking until I breathed my last breath."
He took a step, hesitating, but then he remembered those words. "... I guess there's no turning back anymore..."
AKUMAs are sad beings, that's why he would destroy them. He have not forgotten about the pain behind the scar carved into his face. He want to save them.
-but you're the one who needs to be saved-
But that pain didn't matter... It was the stares. The stares are glaring daggers at him, piercing through his soul and whole -ever since that ark incident, his life turned upside down-.
Hey look, it's that Noah...
Yeah...
That damned bastard...
Why is he still here?
Noah...
All because of him...
Bastard Noah...
He gulped, took another step ahead. Whispers have already reached his ear.
He sighed, even though he is an ally, no, a comrade. Their nakama. Or so he thought...
"Allen-kun... Are you alright? You're sweating a lot," he heard Lenalee's worried voice echoing through his skull.
It's painful, he wanted to say. I'm tired of this. I just want to be someone who saves people... Someone who saves the AKUMA souls...
But he smiled instead, "No, nothing's wrong, Lenalee."
That same painful smile -his friends saw through it-. He didn't know, but they did.
Lenalee pouted, "Listen, Allen-kun," then she smiled softly, "if you are having a hard time, or anything, tell us! That's what friends are for, right?"
He nodded, "Yeah... I guess." Those words gave him support, and that alone is enough.
I'll continue walking.
Or so he thought.
The thought hit his head. He remembered that time talking to his master...
He started crying. Just a little.
Why was it him? Why was it those letters in the score... The same as the ones he made together with Mana?
He held his breath, but tears continued to fall... No one doubted him at first, but slowly the scar began to rip... Painful, so painful, so painful that it's ripping himself in half.
"..." But he managed only to sigh, and continued to walk -towards his last breath-.
He just want his master to tell him, 'It's okay to believe Mana.'
'It'll be alright.'
The people around him gave him the cold shoulders, well, except for a few, like Komui, Lenalee, Lavi... Maybe Kanda? He wasn't sure. But sure he hates his guts -for calling him a moyashi-.
"Hey Allen~" It was Lavi's playful voice. Although he is a Bookman, he still became good friends with them...
"Why are you crying?"
"Hm?" He wiped off his tears, "Oh, it might be the dust in the air... Ahaha..."
His voice crackled, like the fire burning on wood. He lied to his heart, but he managed to still smile... Or not?
It faded, "..."
"Allen...kun?"
"...Wah..."
So painful to him, so painful for him. He cried like a child, letting everything go. Lenalee and Lavi stared at him dumbfounded as his tears continuously fell...
"Allen-kun...?"
He couldn't say anything... He just kept crying.
Almost as if he's only a little boy alone in the dark. He kept crying, his legs felt weak, and he fell to the ground. People stared. The whispers stopped.
"Ugh..." The tears wouldn't stop. Instead, his mind became hazy.
And then he collapsed.
He finally breathed his last breath.
That time Cross told his pupil: "What will you do... If I told you you'll have to kill someone you love, when you turn into the 14th?"
'Mana is the Earl.'
'You'll have to kill Mana, again.'
D. Gray Man belongs to Katsura Hoshino~