Alright her's the deal. I have another story I have been working on, and I will start posting it as soon as I am done with this one. Simply because I don't want to leave this one in the shadows and forget to work on it. And because it gives me time to write a few more chapters until I upload it.

Basically it's a 'what if' story.

It's about Asta being found by the magic knight Captains (who will be aroung 20 in the beginning). They find him as a baby in a house with his dead mother. The demon (Zagred) claims that he is his and that he will come to claim him one day. Charlotte and Yami raise him. At some point he will find out the truth and will be either furious at them or be like 'Oh okay, still love you'

We'll see. But I am just telling you this to get you prepared for it. Maybe you are already into the idea

Asta sighed as he walked through the forest of the witches. He kicked stones on the ground, watching them jump around on the ground before stopping again. The soft clicking sound it made when coming in contact with the pavement that was placed here and there was kind of calming.

Last night was…..weird.

His feelings towards Yuno were clear now, and yet he found himself wondering if it was okay. If it was right like this. Since they were born, they had spent their life as brothers and rivals. And suddenly it was so much more.

Thinking back, he couldn't remember when his feelings had started to change. Was it the moment they entered the magic knights? Or maybe even earlier? It didn't really matter, did it? What mattered now was, that they were together.

He sighed again, sitting down in front of a calm river. The sound of the water flowing at a steady pace calmed his nerves. Asta would've thought that Yuno would insist on coming with him, no matter where he went. But when he said he was going for a morning walk he was fine with it.

Maybe he had noticed that he needed some time alone. Maybe Yuno knew him that well. Shaking his head, Asta smiled. Of course, he did. He knew him more than anyone else.

But when he saw his own reflection in the water, Asta begun to ask himself who he was now. The mismatched eyes were something he did grow kind of used to. But the rest? The black skin all over and the wings on his back. He couldn't force himself to change back, like he did before.

Why couldn't he remember the past days? What had happened that his memories refused to stay intact? It was like someone had taken a piece and hid it deep inside. It was weird.

"And who am I?" he sighed, falling back into the grass. He closed his eyes, letting the sun shine down. It was warm. Wind blowing slightly around, giving a cool breeze. He would probably never go back to the way it was.

"If you wish to get answers, then you must look into your past"

Asta yelped, sitting up. It surprised him to see the queen sitting quietly beside him. Her dress was mostly lying in the grass, it was long after all. He hadn't even notice her coming. Had she been there for a long time?

"What are you talking about?" he raised an eyebrow.

The queen sighed. "The knowledge we have is always here and now. It was not always in the past and maybe it wont exist in the future. Your answer lies in your past. It lies in your home."

The teen let the words process in his head. He could practically feel the gears moving as he tried to find out the meaning of her words. To him, it made little to no sense. He is who he is, right? And his home?

"Do you mean where I was born or where I grew up?" he tilted his head to the side.

She smiled. A genuine smile for once. She wondered how this child could have been tainted with black magic like this. How an innocent being like him could have such a burden. No, she realized, he did not deserve any of this.

"That I can not tell you. That is up for you to decide" she meant.

"I mean, I don't know where I was born. I just grew up in a village at the edge of the kingdom. Very few people even know it exists" he explained.

"You are nothing special" the queen mused.

Asta huffed in annoyance. He had heard that sentence one to many times in his life. Everyone seemed to think that. Nothing special, the kid without any magic.

"But that is what makes you special. Who we are and what we believe in can never be defined by anyone else but us. We can only be manipulated" she explained.

She gently lifted a stone that was lying beside the small river. It wasn't big or wide. She placed it in one specific place, causing the water to shift and flow around it.

Asta watched with interest. To him it seemed that listening was important for once. He wasn't one to listen often, well not with much interest anyways, but this time it was different.

"Every decision we make, makes our future. You never became bitter, no matter how many times people told you off. No matter how many rocks fate decided to throw at you."

He smiled. She was so much different then before. The first time he had met her, she was bitter, scheming something whenever she could to control others.

"What do you believe in? What are your dreams and hopes for this world? When you know the true answer to this, then you will know who you are" the queen said. She stood up again, ready to leave the teen alone with his thoughts.

"What I believe in?" he mumbled to himself.

"Wait!?" he shouted, quickly looking up when he noticed her leaving. "You say that we can be manipulated by the people around us… does that mean…."

She hid her smile under her hat. "You have the incredible ability to change people's minds. To change them for the better. Have you not noticed? Me, the nobles, and the royals. No matter who you talk to, you impress them in the most unique way. You want to help people. Shouldn't we all be aiming towards that?"

"And how will that help me with who I am? Or with Abaddon?" he asked

"You tell me. You are the key after all" with that, she was gone.

Asta hummed in thought. She had left him with a bunch of questions. She was right, he guessed. He had the key, so the outcome of all this was more or less his decision. But the price for both sides were expensive.

Why did she even care? Was all of this really important to her? Maybe she was trying to help him. Like she said, people change. And maybe this was her way of redeeming herself.

Soon enough, Asta went back to the little house he shared with Yuno. He made sure that none of the girls saw him. Like the queen had said, they aren't really used to a man being around. So, they kind of freaked out when they saw him or Yuno.

The moment he arrived, he threw himself, face first, onto the bed. He buried his face in the pillow and groaned loudly. Yuno raised an eyebrow as he watched him, sipping his tea. He weighed his options if he should ask the other about what had happened or leave him alone.

Eventually though, Yuno decided it was always good to talk about this stuff with your mate. Even if that still sounded weird for both of them.

"Alright. I'll bite. What is it?" he asked.

Asta turned his head towards the other, not moving from his spot otherwise. "Spoke with the queen" he said.

"Oh god" Yuno mumbled.

"She's gotten really nice since the last time I was here. And I think she wants to help, but I need to think this through" he groaned.

"Well at least eat something while you think. It's almost noon and you haven't eaten a single thing" the raven-haired teen insisted.

With a huff, Asta forced himself up and over to the table. With a bit of luck, annoyance and struggling he managed to sit down with his wings out of the way. No matter what he did, they always seemed to get in his way. Unless he was standing somewhere, then it was fine. But lying on his back was a pain. He didn't know how he had survived the night, or earlier in the grass.

"They are so annoying" he complained, holding his head in one hand, while he began munching on a waffle.

"Cant you change back?" Yuno asked.

"No" Asta huffed. "Doesn't work anymore."

Yuno hummed. "I'm sure we'll figure something out. We have other problems right now. But I guess we can take the time to think of a solution while we wait for an answer from the wizard king."

"That could still take forever. Who knows how long it takes until they find out anything? It could be months" Asta meant.

"Yes, but I'm sure that your whole squad is helping. Abaddon will have left them alone by now. He will try to find out where we are. And even if he does find out, we will be prepared, maybe we're already gone until then."

Asta hummed. He would love to go back to his friends. Help them find something out and get rid of the other demon. He was still so sure that something in his story was wrong. Something didn't fit right. And even the way he had acted towards him.

The teen was sure that he knew something important. That he was hiding something.

But he also couldn't shake of the feeling that there was something in his own story that was missing. Not just the fact that he didn't know his parents, or the place where he was born, but something else. Something he had to know to realize who he really was.

The fact that he was part demon himself was input enough, but why did he have the key? Why was it him they decide to use as a hiding place? What made him special?

Asta knew, at some point of his life he would find out. Someone had to know something.

Having a key meant so much more, didn't it?

Here we go. A bit shorter then usual but it is just supossed to be a filler chapter. Didn't want to rush the story to much. Hope you still liked it

Bye