Severed Evensong for the Drifting Clown

by PassionandPromise

"And so the world ended. Not with a bang. A whisper..." The world witnesses it's slow end as the birth of the Fourteenth emerges. But the moments, before, leading up to this... and the battles faced and gone... Will Allen die as the Fourteenth is reborn? Will the world fade to ash as it's reckoning draws closer? Small one-shots, small moments, seconds, in time...

1. Chapter 1

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Severed Evensong for the Drifting Clown

And so the world ended, not with a bang, but with a whisper. Allen's whisper.

From all over the world, people looked to the sky, and saw stars.

They rained down over them, shattering like millions of glass fragments upon stone floors. Even the moon weeped, darkness seeping from everywhere as everyone watched the beautiful symphony capturing their eyes, filling their ears.

And there, inside that breath-taking arrangement, Allen sacrificed himself to stop the Fourteenth.

Lavi gripped his hands, tightening his hold on his hammer. Kanda thought he felt rain fall upon his cheeks. The Science Department stared, sorrowful, for even they knew the apparent threat to the Exorcists would eventually die, even if they all secretly hoped for him to live. Komui opened his mouth, about to call out Allen's name, before he realized though his home was here, not even his name was his own. And Lenalee screamed. Because she understood Allen's pain, and wished to stop it, to help him, maybe even save him.

And so the world ended, and the Noah were no more. Everything the Exorcists had fought for, disappeared within the grasp of one boy's hand.

And then the Exorcists were no more.

The world had ended. Not with a bang. With a whisper. A slow, drawn out one that lasted years, and built to a crashing finale.