A/n: Hey, Holico here, a newbie fanfic writer, bringing you this fic, which to you might be good, awesome, sucky, or whatever, so don't judge me because I don't have any confidence in myself, anyway, I just hoped that you will like this fic.

Oh, by the way, don't forget to leave a review for any mistake so I can fix it.

Chapter 0: Prologue

(Play Ori and the Blind forest theme or anything sad)

(No POV)

On a room barely lit, a figure could be seen sitting on a chair, surrounded by mountain of dusty books.

That figure was a girl, a certain purple haired girl.

On her hand is a leather covered book.

But she knew that what she holds, is not just any books.

But what she holds is more of a journal.

His Journal.

She knew that all the answer she needed lies on the journal she holds but yet...

...She's hesitating.

Why is she hesitating.

When she could learn of His weakness.

When she could learn how to defeat him.

And all she has to do is read his journal.

So why?

...

...

...

...

...Because she knew that there is something else written in his journal.

Something that tells her that there is more than his weakness.

Something that will only hurt her.

Thinking hard weather to read the book or just give up and let him win, only gave her a headache.

Why did it has to end like this?

How did this happened?

She don't know.

She don't know how.

She don't know.

She just, don't really know.

But what she knew, is that the love she and her friends gave Him had turn to hate.

Even though there is still little left.

The trust they gave him had been broken by Him.

Once their friend and ally, now their greatest enemy.

They will defeat him, to ensure the safety of their nation.

They will defeat him, to ensure the safety of their people.

They will defeat him, just like all the enemies they had faced.

So why is she hesitating on reading his journal?

And why does something tells her that reading this journal would only hurt her?

This is so confusing.

But she has to choose weather to read or just give up and let him win.

Gritting her teeth, she remembered that he hurt her sister and friends.

The once hesitation she felt ceased and turns to determination.

So...

She made her choice.

She chose to read the journal.

This is for the best, even though there is still a small feeling of love left for him, this is for the best, for her nation, for her people, for her sister and for her friends.

Opening the journal, she found a letter on the first page.

Taking a breath she started reading.

~~~~~0~~~~~

A once proud nation I led, now a ruin.

People I had interacted and grew to love, now a distant memory.

Failures I had done wanting to be corrected, but now far too late.

Sins I had committed will haunt me forever.

A God of a proud nation, now a God of a ruined nation.

A Curse I carry will be my burden forever.

And in solitary forever I will live.

And to you my dear reader, whom managed to find my journal.

Will you listen to my confession.

A confession of a a fallen God?

Will you read or will you stop?

And if you choose to read, will you grow to hate me too or something else?

the choice is yours to make.

But I still ask of you.

Will you listen to this fools confession?

~~~~~0~~~~~

She again took a breath.

She had made her choice after all, and she will not turn back.

After all, he once said.

"If you had made your choice, be sure that the choice you made is right, if not, then be prepared for the consequence of the choice you made."

His words, not hers.

But it fills her with dread, that for the very first time, she will regret the choice she has made.

And she is afraid to face the consequence of made choice.

But...

...She had made her choice, and it is far too late to stop.

And thus she take a breath once more, she flipped and continued reading, not knowing of what awaits her.

~~~~~0~~~~~

In the shadow's, he watched.

Watching the petite purple haired girl which is bathed by the light of the moon coming from the window, holding a certain book.

His journal.

He wondered, as to why he let her read his journey?.

Because he wants her to know the truth.

Of the truth of what fate befallen to his nation.

To his people.

The mistakes and sins he had committed and done.

To know of what he had to sacrifice to save even just a little of his people even though they will come to hate him.

He could feel her hesitation.

And wonders why?

But soon that hesitation ceased to exist which turned to determination.

A smile crept to his face.

She really is something else, even though she doesn't take things seriously, even though she goofed around and would rather play video games and eat pudding, but she will take it personal if her friends are in danger.

"You really are something else..."

So this is why he was drawn to this nation, because of her energetic personality, because of her kind attitude, it reminded him of his past, his people.

A past that he can never bring back.

Thinking back of the past, before that day happens, where everything was normal, it brings a little joy to his heart, ceasing a bit of his growing madness in his mind.

Remembering the bustling people running here and there.

Remembering the People he interacted.

Remembering the energetic children he used to play with.

Remembering where everything is normal.

brings a little bit of joy to his heart.

"I wonder..." he whispered.

He wondered what will she do after she learned of everything.

Will her hate to him grow?

Or...

Will she pity him.

Suddenly, he heard her stand up letting his journal, which was halfway done, fall to the floor.

"huh, she was already halfway done?" he blinked owlishly.

Despite her laziness, she is very fast in finishing something if only she put her mind into it.

He suddenly looked...

...At me?

"Lazy author."

Shut up, having one 4th wall breaker is enough, but two is a headache.

So much for a prologue. Anyway.

He watched her as tears falls down her face.

He watched her cover her mouth preventing herself from screaming or something.

He knew he made another mistake.

He knew that making her search for his journal was a mistake.

So, he only did one thing.

He stepped out of the darkness to make his presence known.

steeling his nerves, preparing for whatever she will throw at him.

Will it be curses.

Or will it be a sword to the face.

Or will it be something else?

But whatever she throws at him, he deserves it, and he knew it.

After all...

"So you had read it." he said, which she immediately turned around.

He noticed that she was tensed as he walked towards her, when he was near she closed her eyes waiting for what's going to happen, but he didn't do anything except picking up his journal, he stand up as he pats the dust of the journal, he again noticed that she opens her eyes, staring at him, he really wanted to wipe those tears of her face but restrained himself.

...He is nothing more...

"So what do you think of me now?" he smiled as he closed his eyes.

...But a Fallen God...

~~~~~0~~~~~

She wanted to deny it.

She wanted to deny everything.

But she can't.

Because something inside her, deep inside her that everything she had read, even though she was halfway done, is all true.

She wanted to deny it.

She wanted to tell herself that everything written in that journal was nothing but lies!

Lies!

Lies!

Lies!

Lies!

LIES!

But why does every words written screams 'Truth'.

He hurt her sister and friends and that is enough for her to make him become her enemy.

He Broke the trust they gave to him.

Even though she had threw away her love to him, there is still left.

She doesn't know anymore.

Does she hate him or love him?

Not noticing the tears falling down her face, she covers her mouth preventing herself from what?

To scream in rage?

To shout in denial?

Or to cry for him?

She doesn't know anymore.

She doesn't care anymore.

"So you had read it?"she heard his voice.

Immediately she turns around to see him, walking towards her.

Closing her eyes she knew that fighting him alone is suicide.

so she did what she can do...

...And that is to close her eyes and wait for her fate.

She waited.

And waited.

And waited .

And waited.

But there was no pain that came.

Opening her eyes she saw him, kneeling in front of her, picking up his journal, he stands up and pats his journal, removing the dust in the cover, still wearing the smile he always have.

He looked at the girl and said.

"So what do you think of me now?"

When she heard his voice, she noticed a trace of fear.

He was afraid of what she thinks of him now.

He knew that she will probably hate him more that ever.

And he is willing to face her wrath, even though he is far more stronger than her.

All the hate she had has left her, bringing back the love she once held for him. He didn't mean to hurt her or her sister, or her friends. He didn't meat to hurt her people. He has no people to lead and fate to feed from, because he had lost everything, here they are standing in his ruined nation, surrounded by monsters that were once the citizen of his nation.

Forever hunted by his failure, burdened by his sins, living in solitary.

He had done everything he can to save his people, yes, he did manage to save his people, even though a little of them, but what did he got in return? their hate. Blamed for not saving their loved once, they cursed him, threw things at him and called him a failure of a god.

And despite that, he accepted it.

Accepting their hate.

Accepting his failure.

Knowing that he failed them.

He continued to smile and live in his ruined nation, along his citizen turned monsters.

He laughed, he cried.

He Loved and he lost.

Despite the hate, he still protected the citizen that does not accept him anymore.

All his hard work was wasted.

"Hehe, even though you're so lazy, you manage to read half of the journal." he chuckled.

"Yes..." she said.

She indeed read halfway. learning his life, the hate and pain he had to endure, the loneliness, finally getting their acceptance, his hard work that was wasted ,only to be hated once more.

He loved his people so much, that he disregard himself.

All his action brought more tears to her eyes.

Despite being foolish, He, a god who sacrificed too much for his people.

Forgetting what happiness is.

Forgetting what love is.

Forgetting what hope is.

And it made her angry, not to him, but to herself and to the people that hated him.

Funny how life works, he was her enemy, who hurt her sister and friends, suffered too much, wishing to end this nightmare by what? by betraying them.

A punishment he said he rightfully deserve.

After all his hands has taken countless of innocent lives, he said.

In front of her is the ageless teen she once love, once hate and love again.

She could never understand her feelings anymore.

"So what will you do now...now that you know the truth?" he said.

"..." Silence was all her given answer to him.

"Will you finish me off?" He asked.

He betrayed them for this, wanting to die, making her and her friends who harbored feelings for him sad, wanting to be punished. Thinking about it, made her angry, gripping her fist so tight that drew blood to her hands she punched him in the stomach making him kneel.

"A punishment, huh..." she thought.

Another punch to the right cheek.

"Fine, I will punish you."

Another punch to the right cheek.

"You wanted a punishment for something you didn't do huh!?" she shouted as tears falls once more to her face.

"Fine, I will punish you!" she pulled him to a tight hug, his face to her chest.

"You're punishment will be forever living with me, serving me pudding everyday, playing games with me, getting scolded with me, doing work with me, and loving me." she said and felt him flinch.

She now knew that his betrayal was nothing more of a way to punish himself.

He truly was foolish.

Thinking that the only way out was death?

Truly foolish.

"And if you ever leave me without notice, I will chase you and beat you up!" she cried.

He is so lost.

Not knowing what to do.

Not knowing how to lead his life.

His only purpose was to serve his people.

Forgetting himself in the process.

Suddenly he felt his arms rise shakily in her back, hugging her back. she felt him trembling.

"If you want to cry, then cry, I will cry with you." she smiled as she too was crying, she knew that he needed it.

He deserved something even though foolish he is, he deserved to be loved back.

Someone who loves so much deserved to be loved back.

Without warning, he screamed, and cried to his heart, all the pain, sadness and loneliness, he cried it all out as he felt her hands rub behind his head.

Just this little moment was enough for him.

"And if no one is going to forgive you, then I will." she whispered.

She was willing to forgive him after he betrayed them.

She was willing to forgive him after what he has done.

Even though it was not his doing he still blamed himself.

Truly a fool he is.

Soon, the light of moon left them.

Not letting go of each other.

Letting the darkness reign over the room.

Leaving only the sound of a cry of the broken ageless teen.

And tomorrow, they will come.

To bring judgement to the Fallen God.

A/n: I wonder if i made it fast, but oh well, hope you liked it, and pls leave a review to what you think of it, and if there is a mistake such as grammar and spelling. So...

Holico, Signing out!